I live inside a drop of dew
on the tip of a green grass blade
a ray of sunlight passes through,
but I am not afraid.

The glory of a firefly's glow
dissolves me in the small.
What is above, what is below,
I care not at all.

Evaporate into the dark,
bow down to a shooting star.
Become the all-pervading spark
of the littlest thing you are.

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