The beauty of creation is found in the context of creation the story of how we began the world beginning in the wondrous birthing within bounds of physical laws
The earth fits within a solar system which lives on one of the bands of the Milky Way galaxy in one of the reaches of an expanding universe Our small blue planet, teams with life where the other planets, like the story of Goldie Locks are either too warm or oh so cold
Our good earth is made up of so many amazing systems, elements of water, or air, of fire, of earth
Water, in our bodies, in the plants, in crashing seas, placid lakes, running streams, in falling rain and blowing snow
Sky, air, wind, colors of blue and gray, lavender bright sunrise, warming sunset harbinger of good days and storm
The earth under our feet, rising in mountains, in dune and desert, in tundra covered by field, forest, hidden in valley and cave
Fire giving warmth and roaring out of control scorching the earth, by lightening, by spark, by sun, spontaneous combustion, rewriting the story of a place
Living plants, grasses, fruits, vegetables, conifers, bushes, cacti, on and on the list grows taking in the waste of man, or animals, breathing in our bile, exhaling our life giving oxygen
Animals that hunt, that munch, that chew, mammals and insects, and platypus, fish and birds, reptiles, amphibians, though I can never tell those apart A wonderful balance; that is the context of creation