The Lord God is present where the new day shines in the moisture of the young grasses. The Lord
God is present where the small wildflowers are known to Him alone. The Lord God passes suddenly, in the wind, at the moment when night ebbs into the ground. He Who is infinitely great has given His children a share in His own innocence. His alone is the gentlest of loves: whose pure flame respects all things.

–Thomas Merton, The Sign of Jonas