Best Poems Written by Annalise Grossmann

One Single Needle

Here I stand, on a porch of fragrant aspen wood bewildered by the sea of 
sparkling diamonds shimmering in the sun just past the edge of the wood.
	Eyes squinted, for the brilliant sun is lingering high above the earth’s 
atmosphere smiling over the beautiful scenery of George Lake. 
	The large mass of water, not a true sea, but a lake snug fit inside 
high banks of mossy lands.
	White scattered pillows of clouds up above as if looking upon the 
battlefield of a recent children’s pillow fight residing upon a baby blue blanket 
which fills the entire sky making the day bright and beautiful.
	Though eyes wander about the magnificence of this marvelous sight, 
they stop and admire the most over looked piece to the puzzle of scenery which 
lies before me. 
	A spruce tree, not too large in size, nothing spectacular which draws 
attention unlike the others, but just a spruce tree which has graced this cabin 
with its presence growing unnoticed for many year’s. 
	The sunlight beams upon this tree as if it had a purpose, a higher 
significance than its kind. 
	I slowly turn to admire the beauty of each half inch long pine needle 
which covers its branches. 
	I reach out and lightly brush one with my finger, causing it to fall into 
the palm of my hand with a light feeling weighing as much as a single strand of 
hair. 
	This single needle is even textured if one were to look only a bit 
closer. Only one being could be responsible for such astounding detail.
	I knew there were many, but this tree must contain hundreds, 
thousands or even millions of tiny needles! 
	A thought is brewed up, an epiphany; I look about the marvelous lake 
in its sparkling state and see the hundreds of thousands of trees surrounding 
the water as if it were a barrier for no one to get in, or out. 
	This tiny needle I hold in my palm is one of an enormous number 
only God himself could count, for he is the brilliant designer of this overlooked, 
but oh so complex beauty. 
	This one single needle is beautiful, size does not matter.

Copyright © Annalise Grossmann | Year Posted 2008