To an ant, we're like the Sun
To a dog, we're his master
To a lion, we're his dinner
To the mountain, we're like chunks of rocks
To the planktons, we're a monster
To the sea, we're like microbes
To the saplings, we're a tree
To the tree, we're like grass
To the sky, we're like air
To the outer space, we're like a particle
To the galaxy, we're like a stone
To time, we're running out of time
To a lightyear, we're dusts
To beyond, we're nothing.
compiled by lyme disease
Monday, August 6, 2007
iThink
placed under † Higher Ground United ® © ™ † at 7:56:00 PM
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