Of all the cosmos,
the solar systems splashed across our night canvas,
the burden of living rests solely beneath
our atmosphere,
behind the eyes observing this sky.
How can we not face the day in seriousness?
The Creator chose one tiny planet
in the unending universe
to water, sow, and harvest in love.
One single species to share Her qualities.
In wonder, we think,
I'm so small I can barely be seen--
how can this great love be inside of me?
And then to look even at the duckling
hatching from her egg on my living room table,
somehow knit within that small, smooth sphere.
She unfurls from her oval curl, chirping half-asleep,
drying out on a paper plate.
I was sitting in a temple!
I was watching God.
All of the love in the universe can fit on my coffee table,
on the pond, behind my eyes.
...In one planet.
Look at your eyes--
they're small in size,
but they see enormous things.
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