Nor less the mystic characters I see
Wrought in each flower, inscrib'd on every tree;
In every leaf that trembles to the breeze— Anna Laetitia Barbauld, An Address to the Diety, 1773
In the fury of the moment
I can see the master's hand,
In every leaf that trembles,
in every grain of sand— Bob Dylan, Every Grain of Sand, 1981