When the lovely valley steams all around me, and the high sun rests upon the surface of my forest’s impenetrable darkness, and only a few rays sneak into its inner sanctuary, and I lie in the tall grass by the babbling brook, and closer to the earth, a thousand varied little grasses catch my attention; when I feel the teeming life of the tiny world between the blades of grass, the countless, unfathomable forms of the little worms, and the tiny gnats—and feel the presence of the Almighty, who created us in His image, and the breath of the All-Loving One, who carries and sustains us, floating in eternal bliss; my friend!