The Sun

The sun was shining in the sky
When suddenly a gust of wind,
knocked it out and down it fell,
And landed with a great big crash,
Right in my backyard.

And the sky it turned so very dark,
And the world got very cold.
And all the children stopped their play,
And the birds wouldn't sing,
And the flowers wouldn't grow.
And my head sunk very low.

Then a little birdie came to me,
And whispered in my ear,
"Sweet child you have nothing to fear!
We'll fix the sun and make it shine,
Just as bright as new."

And so we pushed and pulled and tugged.
And nailed and hammered and sawed and cut.
And strained with all our might and main.
And when we looked back after all we'de done,
Shining bright was a brand new sun.

And all the shadows crept quickly away,
And all the children started to play.
And the birds sang and flowers grew.
And the sky was bright, and clear, and blue!

The Power of One

I don't know why but that was stuck in my head today. It just kept coming back to me. I was thinking about the great change that can be brought about by a single person. Like how the tiniest droplet of water can be the beginning of a thousand of ripples, or the smallest speck can tip a scale either way. No action done, no matter how small is ever insignificant. Our lives are made up of thousands of little details, seemingly insignificant decisions, and little acts of kindness, cruelty, chance, change, envy, gratitude, and so on. It is the culmination of all these things we do in the day to day that make up who we are. Its funny how it seems that when we just focus on the smaller details, all the bigger ones just seem to work themselves out.