You Have Been, You Are, You Always Will Be

I try to see the Divine in my neighbor's tree. I try to see the Divine in the tree's butterfly. I try to see the Divine in the butterfly's wing. But, I'm still human and can't see the air fluttered by the wing. I feel the Breath of the wing's flutter. I feel the Freshness of the Breath. I feel the Peace of the Freshness. So, I'm still human and all is.