the ocean seems rather tired this evening

sighing as it washes slowly over sand

at the end of a long and weary day

the effort seems almost too much

even pebbles that on the morning tide

would have yielded gladly to the flow

now offer resistance to the gentle ripples

wind has ceased

there is peace

a calm tranquillity

a golden glow created by the setting sun

now stretches from horizon to my naked feet

pervades the very air I breathe

and draw deeply into my lungs

there is a closeness

a one-ness

a unity

which no idle or insidious thought

would dare intrude upon

and in this personal

and private moment

I and my creator

communicate

apparently the arrangement of amino acids

present in DNA can by

chromatographic techniques

be linked with only a small degree of error

to a single

individual

amazingly the timbre of a voice

recorded and analyzed by

sophisticated software

can be associated by peaks and troughs

to one particular

individual

also a single set of fingerprints

left at the scene of a crime

can be visually compared

and matched with unerring accuracy

to that same

individual

but

while science strives by technological means

to prove each man's

individuality

it ignores a simple truth

that

in the eyes of One it is this difference

this intended lack of clone-ness

that makes each of us not only

an individual

but

Unique