What if our whole entire universe is on the smallest petal of a sunflower?

Or on a measly blade of grass?

On the thumb of a giant?

What if our whole lives are played on the television for someone in another dimension?

What if they watched us go through heart ache and love?

Or our wedding and graduation?

And when we die the movie ends?

If you think about it we are so minuscule.

Like a flea on a dog, or a fly in a fruit bowl.

We are like the stars in the sky, and the pebbles on the ground.

We are a force of nature, and a mystery to the unknown.

We are people, that think they are big.

But really, are very small.

c.r.k