The Power of Ten

The intricately intelligent

composition of the universe,

traveling outwards

to the power of ten,

then traveling inwards, 

to the tiniest cell of the smallest atom,

tells me

there is not one system,

whether human or non-human, 

creature of land, air or sea,

animal, vegetable or mineral, 

that is not worthy of being studied 

with awe and fascination.

From the smallest earthly weed,

to the farthest galaxy,

we inhabit

a universe of wonder.

If we truly thought about it,

we would all be walking around

with mouths agape, exclaiming:

See that? 

Oh, my goodness!

Have you ever.,.....??????

The world is

just

that beautiful.

for Sumana's prompt at Midweek Motif, at Poets United : Seeing the Extraordinary in the Ordinary. For me there is not one thing that is not extraordinary, when one gives one's attention to it : stars, starfish, seahorses, blades of grass, eyeballs, legs, trees that breathe out what we breathe in. The root system of trees mirrors the pattern of a woman's uterus, when she is carrying life. We are closer to trees in our DNA than we ever stop to think. And it is the male seahorse who gives birth. Imagine that!

It is all the most marvelous and interdependent design - indicating, to me, that a Supreme Intelligence - God, by whatever name you wish to call that over-arching spirit - must be behind it all. It is too intricately interrelated to be random, in my opinion.