“Gratitude”
“She felt divinity speaking to her, whispering from the mouths of the tiny creatures and singing from the beaks of songbirds. Somehow, she had opened the cover of the great book of life and could now see all the wondrous pictures and messages contained within it. Her heart throbbed with gratitude and awe as she gazed about her. Even the most prosaic object, a broken twig or a clod of clay, revealed richness deep and vast. Her body seemed weightless and her soul spread out in every direction like the gusting winds.”