If I were to be a spectator at the Grand Canyon, I would use my sense of sight to survey God's Country through a panoramic eye. Using my sense of hearing, I would close my eyes and listen to the birds of prey communicate in their native language. I would use my sense of smell to detect different and unique aromas, whether they be familiar or not. I would taste the air, since it would tantalize my taste buds. My sense of touch would feel the pebbles, dirt and rocks, whether they be hard or soft, cold or warm, smooth or rough.