Ah, the wonder of it all.  Have you lost the wonder at a baby’s cry, the vast blue sky, the mountain high?  Then please ask why.  If you fail to see the beauty and the perfection in nature, then you will fail to see it in yourself as well.  It is all the self-same thing:  the Self expressing itself in myriad ways until the end of days.  This is how God plays.  It will leave you in a daze when upon Its work you gaze. Cease thinking with the mind and drift down to the heart that has a mind of its own.  There you find the gold that is yours to mine when you cross the line and come to know the Divine.  Love.  You are That.  It is that simple, yet so seemingly elusive.