Standing here between earth and heaven I feel the minisculity of my being.
Yet my heart beats the tattoo of my connection to the Creator,
for I am a part of His creation. Just as the rocks of this island are,
and the sea beneath, the trees that cling to the edges of the land,
the birds that wheel through the air, all a part of that creation.
How grand the Creator’s handiwork is!
Enid F Woolley©