By Mary Oliver in her book Why I Wake Early I found this poem I really liked. Like her other words, I’d like to share this with you.
Song of the Builders
On a sumemr morning
I sat down
on a hillside
to think about God–
a worthy pastime.
Near me, I saw
a single cricket;
it was moving the grains of the hillside
this way and that way.
How great was its energy,
how humble its effort.
Let us hope
it will always be like this,
each of us going on
in our inexplicable ways
building the universe.
Have a beautiful day.
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What a lovely sentiment. Thank you for sharing, I needed that today. I needed to be reminded it can be the small things that mean the most. : )