A Tiny Little Thing

A creature no bigger than the size of our finger Zooms in and out and lingers Can we comprehend the mechanics of this wonderous creation? That sets foot on cultivated soil and breeds manifestation Stealing things from us that we will never get back Larger than life but tiny enough to attack An intricate and detailed little vessel That shoots through the sky like a missile Can we create this creature from scratch? Mimicking and reproducing we are definitely no match To the infinite Creator that says “be” and it is Who fashions us and molds us we bow down in ultimate devotion And succumb to the flock notoriously that is amidst To a creature no bigger than our fist