The small things

Today is a day for the small things.

The sparrow, which so bravely sang,
is now half-bird,
half-leaf,
shyly rustling the raspberry,
while a bee nuzzling the ragweed
thirstily races the setting sun
and a brave, blue flower
this morning dares bloom
— frost tonight.

Today is a day to notice the small things
and know they – too –
are part of the big everything.