i feel so small and unimportant
i'm a speck on the planet
a microscopic being in such a vast and unknown universe
i can barely look up and appreciate the sky and the stars and the atmosphere
because i can't help but feel vulnerable
like the sky is going to fall on top of me
and who am i to hold it up?
i feel like a pebble
small and just like all the other million pebbles
on the beach
you throw me into an lake
a body of water a billion times larger than me
and you'd think i'd do nothing but make a small splash or ripple
that no one would see or hear or feel
but i have to keep in mind
that a ripple spreads
and can take over
an entire lake
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
