You have a beautiful mind. I see your work every day; it is in the trees, from the leaves to the roots.
Your mind is big picture like the sky, but also intricate like the rectangular cells that contain chlorophyll in leaves. There is an intimacy to your knowledge, you know the whole and the parts all the same.
Your circle of knowledge is a lot bigger than my circle of knowledge. Actually, your circle of knowledge encompasses my circle of knowledge.
You know how a steam engine works, how flowers lean toward the sun, the number of grains of sand on the beach, my craving for a buttermilk biscuit, and the cure for cancer.
You strike me with awe and wonder through your glorious creation. Your thoughts penetrate mine with imagination and inspiration.
Thanks for creating knowledge.