I came across this quote several years ago and unfortunately lost who the quote belongs to, but thought it was a wonderful quote displaying adoration and a sense of innocence.
“How do I talk to a little flower? Through it I talk to the Infinite. And what is the Infinite? It is the silent, small force. It isn’t the outer physical contact. No, it isn’t that. The infinite is not confined in the visible world. It is not in the earthquake, the wind or the fire. It is that still small voice that calls up the fairies.”