“Hello, Mankind, and how are you?

I’ve come to pay a visit;

And here!  I’ve brought you presents, too,

Both sacred and exquisite:

A summer storm, a charming sneeze,

The scent of babies’ skin,

Good chocolate, Brahms’ Symphonies,

A sense of calm within,

A cricket’s chirp, that old book smell,

A clever turn of phrase,

The echo of the temple bell,

Those lazy winter days,

Absurdist jokes, the blessed meek,

The dewdrops lightly glistening, …”

“…I’m sorry, God. Did you just speak?

I really wasn’t listening.”