While walking through the garden,
thick now with blossoms and bees,
I noticed again the perfection,
how every little detail
is so artfully designed,
each part serving the other,
each playing its part In the whole.
And to think it all simply arose
in this unlikely place—a rock,
spinning in circles around a star
amid trillions of dancing stars
in an unimaginably vast space—
at precisely the right distance
for everything to be, to have form,
and life, and to flourish
is beyond imagination.
It simply, miraculously, is.
Yes.