Little Things
I can see the stars shining
beyond the pain of their flames
I can see the moon reflecting
the whole love over its waning
I can see the river flowing
beneath its obstacles
I can see the mountains growing
from the little grains unnoticed
I can see the waves rippling
above its depths and downfalls
I can see the versions of me
in these whole little things
Copyright © Stojo Alappat | Year Posted 2023
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