Infinitesimally Small
Imagine that you could alter reality:
and let your imagination reduce you
to a tiny, itty-bitty, microscopic cell;
inside the human body.
Your world would be a strange one indeed:
reduced to a single cell,
afloat in a sea of plasma;
teeming with white hunter-cells,
and blood-red corpuscles.
Now, let yourself shrink down even further;
to an atom, complete with a halo of electrons
that is paradoxically attracted and repelled
by the core of your being.
A singularity,
you're a microscopic universe
onto yourself.
You're now the foundation of reality,
an essential building block of life.
Yet, you're so infinitesimally small,
that you're oblivious to
the big picture;
which, but for you, would not exist.
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