The world is bigger than I,
or so it seems to me,
it seems I am small,
small as can be.

I think there’s more to know,
and wisdom to seek,
to grow.

I wish to find the answers,
to all my questions,
don’t you know?

I see the beauty,
and lovely things around,
I smell the flowers of hues
divine,
I hear sounds.

I think almost,
as a simple thought,
I am the only one here,
I am alone,
I shed one,
lonely, sad tear.

Sounds trickle in,
as they meticulously do,
sneaky at first,
then bold,
then loud,
I look above,
to see a white cloud.
I am proud!

The world won’t leave me
alone,
you see,
even though small,
it wants to see me.