So you will go out with joy and be led out in peace. The mountains 

and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees

in the fields will clap their hands. 

- Isaiah 55:12

My mom once said, "When the trees are being blown by the wind, 

back and forth, they're praising the Lord." - - Indeed, I can see it. 

I've never seen or thought of the trees as beautiful as I see 'em now. :)