God is the label on an empty bottle of good wine. God is the source of the words in Tennyson's poems, the hand of MichaelAngelo when he painted the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel,
You work too hard. You drink too much and the genie is still in the lamp. There are ripe berries on magic bushes and a tree out there you haven't climbed yet.
We walk through life with seeds in our pocket. And what we don't know is that there's a tiny little hole at the bottom and, as we walk along, seeds fall out behind us.