Mini Verse

The Universe spreads infinite splendour and thrill I’m just miniscule with a small life time to ‘kill’ One metaphorical bird with one stone a step at a time With feelings and a little reason rhythm meter and rhyme When I meet my maker be it God or Charles Darwin Rest under a Buddha or cross with memory’s carving I hope that I made a small difference and contribution A small particle of dust in impermanence’s revolution Like an oak tree I am made up of atoms and tiny cells Part of a much grander scheme coming out of my shells 11th July 2019