Hold my hand, Doctor. Try to see what I see. We are so lucky
we are still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky.
It's not dark and black and without character. The black is in
fact deep blue. And over there, lighter blue. And blowing
through the blueness and the blackness, the wind swirling
through the air and then, shining, burning, bursting through,
the stars. Can you see how they roar their light? Everywhere we
look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.