Tiny as you are,
Sewing your home,
In a great big place.
Your tiny flight,
Makes my heart beat raise,
Just a simple being flying free,
Getting things done in almost unseen ways.
Your tiny eyes spot wonder,
Finding grub that to some,
Is not even worth the ponder,
You made a home from what is useless no longer.
Your tiny feet,
Lands from tree to tree,
Potentially sowing seeds as you live your tiny print,
Maybe soon a forest will be where you have been.
I see you Tiny Wonder,
You are in my being,
Even if you are a flicker,
You are enough to ripple.
Contemplated on a sit spot by Ian Jin Yap.
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