Fragile with a chance of rainbows
Flat glass somehow bending light
Reflected like blue icy shadows
Create a rainbow just from white
Prism altering life’s sight
Tiny with a chance of greatness
Mere speck somehow growing broad
Blossomed like a trusted promise
Create a flower from sun and sod
Seed sown on the path we trod
Quiet with a chance of power
Small drops somehow making seas
Washed in like unfailing clockwork
Create the tide for centuries
Oceans bring life on their breeze
