It is so absurd, from my view.

I am the emblem of heaven, the bright Rainbow that follows the storm and reconciles the quarrelling elements. I encircle and embrace this precious Earth that is so fragile and so beautiful.

From my view, all the living lands and the peopled oceans are as the voices of an infinite chorus, that together sing this hallowed hymn of Life. All the plants, from the great baobab to the aspen forest sprung from one root to the plankton delicate as snowflakes; all the quick and dancing animals, from the serpent and the sunbird to the graceful and improbable whale; all you humans in your subtle infinity of shades, from the indigo-black nomads of the desert to straw-haired children pink as baby mice, from almond-eyed dancers with skin like polished sandalwood to jaguar-mouthed weavers the color of an old penny whose hair falls in sheets like black water—All wondrous. All beautiful. All holy.

Look for me on a day of broken rain-clouds and shifting sunlight. When the sun is halfway between zenith and horizon, turn your back to him and seek me. I am more common than you might think. Look at me, and remember how things are from my view far above the blue and uncountried Earth.