My little grandson discovered sunbeams today. I was quietly watching him play near his toy box in the dining room when he suddenly paused and grew very still, gazing at a patch of sunlight that had appeared on the front of his shirt as the sun shifted, coming in thru the window. He looked up to see where the light was coming from and saw the sunbeams and the dust motes drifting lazily downward. He watched in silent fascination for a few moments, then ever so tentatively reached up and tried to grab a sunbeam. Then another. And another. And each time, when he came away empty-handed, he'd stare at his palm as if he couldn't believe his eyes. Where did that sunbeam go?!
And then...he raised up both his arms, reaching up into the sunbeams, and began to sing. Just a tuneless little melody. But the most beautiful song I've ever heard.