Mustard Seed

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Mar 08, 2024 

Mustard 
seed.
Small.
Minute.
Infinitesimal.
Against
infinity.
Don Quixote
struggle.
Humanity
on a
negligible
scale.
Yet,
like a
mustard
seed grows.
From a
diminutive
place
expands.
Exponential.
Mental,
intelligence.
Rockets up.
Expanding.
Nonstop!
Filling
infinite
voids.
Intelligence
ubiquity.
Infinite
mind
from a
mustard
seed
grows.

 

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