All The Little Things

Think of a small

Stream.

Listen to it;

Water glyding on the pebbles,

And colliding into rocks.

The streams roar isn't feirce,

But enough to draw attention to anyone passing.

Ponder a 

Sunset,

Gaze up at the vibrant

Colors;

The pinks and oranges.

The sight is beautiful isn't it?

The clouds look different from the 

Setting sky.

Imagine a growing 

seed.

The sprout is barely visible

Above the ground.

Now,

It may be small now...

But soon...

It will grow into something big,

Strong,

And meaningful.

You see, 

It's all the little things,

That makes this world

The way it is.

The plants,

The sights,

And the streams.

All made to ballance it all.

It's all the little things;

That bring us together.