Infinitesimally Small

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Infinitesimally Small
Like a speck
of dust
like a culture
on a slide
like a sub-atomic particle
of astounding insignificance
I see the world
as I sit
quietly
in awe
on top of the roof
on a clear bright night
and gaze at the stars
I see us for what we are
and wonder
if somewhere
far, far away
someone is sitting
looking
wondering
and feeling
just like me
infinitesimally small

Iain

 

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