Two nights ago, there was a symphony outside. I was driving in my car listening to the first track on Moby's "Play" cd--piano. Ten tiny birds flew in front of me, really low, along with the music. Then I came to a stop sign, looked to the left, and out of the corner of my eye caught a huge sprinkler sweeping water across a yard. All of this was perfectly in sync. It went on like that until the end of the song, and I was overwhelmed with the beauty of it all.