If only I were small enough--
to swim in a sparkling dew drop dangling precariously from the petal of a pansy
to ride on the whisker of a wee gray mouse scurrying through long lush fieldgrass
to sit on a single dandelion umbrella and rise up and up and up and up
to stand on tiptoe and look close-up into the many-faceted eye of a fly
I was enjoying thinking about being almost miniscule and what things I would like to be able to do. Here's my challenge: What would you like to do, if only you were small enough?
Here is Michelle's answer:
If I were very, very small,
I would sit in a tulip and recall
the things that fascinated me,
like the whispering wind, and the buzzing of a bumblebee.
To dance in the wind with fairy wings,
and raise my voice to the babbling brook and sing.
But mostly what I love in this verse,
is the fact that even though I am very, very, small-I feel god's presence in this universe.
How fun. I would like to be in a structure that would protect me as I explored the inside of a body. I would ride through the thousands of miles of circulatory vessels. I would like to see a fertilized egg grow. I would like to see the white blood cells make their attack on pathogens.
I would definitely have to say I would like to make SNOWANGELS in cake frosting! I would be too small to be seen, and there for would not be mistaken for a bug; HOWEVER, being eaten would be a definite risk. I would have to be careful.
P.S. I guess that would definitely mean that it was not Snow Angels, but FROSTING Angels. :) ;)