Little Things

By Jane Tawel

June 19, 2020

Sometimes, all we can see are the very BIG, gigantic, massive, momentous, colossal, towering, overwhelming things which

Threaten to undo us.

The feelings just run through us.

The thoughts swirl round like mucous.

And our souls relate to truth like Judas.

We long for change and newness,

But the mirrors that once knew us,

Now conspire to just excuse us

From the lies that now delude us.

Oh, the BIG things chew, chew, chew us.

And of course, the GREAT BIG Truth is,

We should let the BIG things do this

Or we’ll never overcome.

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But sometimes we just need a break, a rest, a sabbath, a time-out, a healing,

and a peaceful pause.

Sometimes we need to look at and truly see the little things, like

a bird,

a bud,

a blade of grass,

a bead of water,

a bubble,

an ant,

a leaf,

a grain of rice,

the shape of an eyebrow,

a freckle,

a wrinkle,

a tiny toe,

the nib of a pen,

a fallen hair,

a seed,

a fingernail,

a grain of sand,

a tuft of fur,

a petal,

a pebble,

a smile,

a scar.

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Sometimes we need the little things to remind us

That because they are worth living for,

The BIG things are worth fighting for.

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So, we heal what was blinded, and restore our vision,

And refocus our sights

by looking at the little things.

And that makes the big things

seem small enough to face once more.