The smallest thing

that twitches,

tweets or trembles

on branch or leaf

can trigger my

imagination.

For those small

things have more

mystery and magic,

not to mention the

wisdom of the ages

in them than all of

the 'Big' things we

hold near and dear,

the electronic, supersonic

inter-galactic bits of

plastic that encapsulate

our known world,

hand held gateways

to the universe . . .

yet . . .sometimes

we can't see what

is three feet in front of us.