As the breeze passed the leaves, they swayed before coming to a still. The scene was alive, enveloped by a sense of serene and control.

Eyes feasting on the peace that held, thoughts began to wonder. The simple smile, a caring pat was more than words can describe. The satisfaction with each passing job made one feel more honed than ever. But these tempered, with a tinge of humility. That is the crux.

Man without self aware-ness would never accept nor be contented. How then would Man know that numbers are immaterial. It is the law of relative that truly governs us all? When then would Man learn never to judge others by their standards?

Prayer is all that can be done. For the day that Man will know. Till that day, we all search for our own masterpieces.