Up close with god.

God's orchestra can be found down any country lane. The tune has infinite variations of melody, key and beat. Instruments vary from one to hundreds depending on location, temperature, humidity and time of day. Never the same, and always nostalgic of other times. God is not what plays in the supernatural distance but the ultra-natural up close and personal. If we look no further that our selves we find eternal variety and perfection of detail. My ears hear the orchestra every morning and my eyes see the ever-playful geometry. I taste and smell too much to distinguish and feel a world of fluctuation. My own restlessness is at peace and comfortable with itself, and what else could I want.