I am a little curve
caught caressing the big bend
in awe of the something bigger I am a part of
a little fossil reawakened by a warm hand
searching to substantiate ideas of an ancient grace
a little boy giving his all to pitch a tent
yearning to feel the enigmatic wisdom of the stars
a little bowl given purpose by its emptiness
craving the sensation of being filled
I am a little seed
and the sun and the rain and the great love engrained in every little thing understands