God's Power

I'm sitting here and gazing upon the rhymic dance of these trees and their leaves. I'm amzaed of their timing to move and come to a complete motionless state ofexistence. The conductor of orchestrate sounds of the evening, the wind. He commands this precise ritual dance as though life moves constant. Suddently, the conductor commands complete silence and the wind cease its order for the dance. Still I am held in awe and a wonderous solace of this majestic affair reveals God's Power.