The sun rises over Gunna Sound,

revealing a scene of unspeakable beauty.

Turquoise sea, ochre lichen, emerald grass,

wild flowers of every hue imaginable.

Seals wake and yawn at the tide line.

How tempting to think;

God did this for me!

Painted this in six days long ago.

And yet, how arrogant.

This is done for no-one.

No system, no coherence;

Every element has it’s function.

All else is a mirage, a fools notion.

Enjoy a billion years of natural selection,

an astounding myriad of diversity.

But do not give some big, bearded man-in-the-sky credit.

Oli 05/07/07