Perfect Gifts

A carpet, luscious and cool
Almost indestructible, yet soothing on the feet
Woven with unblemished stitching, in colours that are easy on the mind.
When the air is hot, it stays cool to the touch, when it gets wet, it absorbs the moisture without staining.
Not made in factories, by underpaid children, it is free to all
Cherish the perfect grass beneath your feet, that coats the earth

Water holders, larger than a supertanker
They float gracefully by, indifferent to our plights
From dazzling brilliant white, to ominous dark grey, they decorate our world.
Carving endless shapes across the skies, they are soul-lifting, life-giving
They never diminish, nor run dry, but forever circle the world
Delivering their precious cargo.
And when the copious showers of rain touch your skin, refeshing you
Be thankfull For the perfect water system
The woundrous clouds

A small package of food, full of goodness, with no artificial colours, flavours, sugars, fats, or chemicals
Even the wrapping can be eaten, if you choose
Not made in factories, self-replenishing, and free to all people
Be grateful for the perfect fruit of our world.

Lean green machines, they tower over the horizon, Bringing beauty and splendour to our lives
Better shade than a parasol, standing stronger than a concrete pillar
They bend and sway, telling us which way the wind blows
Cleaning our lungs, and feeding our bellies
What would we do without the magnificent, perfect trees?   

Friends who love us unconditionally
They exude joy with a waving furry flag, when we enter the room
Never holding grudges, but always acquiescing to our desires
They are more loyal than even some family members
An alarm for danger, and a protection from harm, they will never leave our side
So simple to read, and so uncomplicated to understand Treasure your perfect companion – your dog

Once called “The most mysterious object in the universe”
It is a machine that repairs itself, that expands it's memory every second
A cosmos of ideas and possibilities, that can imagine, calculate, create, plan,  and move the world
A lump, like soft cheese, but encased in a carton stronger than wood
It has composed symphonies, painted landscapes, built rockets, and shaped history.
It has explored the cosmos, imagined the future, and sought to understand it's origin
Be in awe of the perfect machine – your brain

We adore the painter who captures beauty
We revere the singers and songwriters who enrich our lives with inspiring sounds
And we admire the engineer that produces our techs
Yet, there is one
The greatest artist
The greatest designer
The greatest composer
Who goes unseen, unacknowledged, unthanked
Few know His name, most  ignore his words
Yet, his works remain - for all to enjoy
And they are perfect

What would we do to improve a gliding swan?
To carve a better tree?
To paint more glorious stars?
Perfection cannot be improved


“Stop looking for miracles – your whole life is a miracle” - Albert Einstein

“Every house is constructed by someone, but the one that constructed all things, is God” Hebrew 3.4

 “Should what is made say about its maker – “He did not make me?” - Isaiah 29.16

 “I will praise you, because – in a awe-inspiring way, I am wonderfully made.” - Psalm 139.14