Works of Wonder

It doesn’t have a shape, or an odour, a touch that cannot be equaled – it is the elixir of life.

A pull that attempts to get virtually everything down to the earth  - it makes life simpler in ways that go unnoticed.  

A force that works opposite of the direction one moves in – this force of friction is what keeps man-made equipments and our life going.

Had these not existed, we would have been left tackling with the effects of the void.  Conspicuous usually in its absence, it’s courteous to at least acknowledge the imaginative powers of the creator to build things that are quintessential to our survival.   

I respect Him for being caring enough to create things that make life easy for us; ensuring that each of us get an equal opportunity of time; and for differentiating amongst us in allocation of natural resources, to add variety to learning and life.  

I bow to Him for granting each of us, an identity of our own, despite the similarity in our physical features; for giving us speech and a mind to voice opinions of our own.

I thank Him for being thoughtful enough to create infinite colours and sounds, and an eye to appreciate them; for ensuring we have enough variety of food - with different colours, shapes, sizes and structures, to cater to different taste buds. Hats off to Him for thinking ways to ensure we don’t skip a chance to fuel our body and mind.

We can modify its genetics.. or photoshop the original to perfection, but we’re still far from reaching the finesse of creating something as awesome as done by our creator. An artist does not work for recognition or applause, but it’s a delight to the spectator to appreciate a work of wonder.