“What
are you looking at, friend Willow?”
“Just
small things, Henu. The little lives
that reside in the hollows and burrows of the river. When I was little and on vacation, I liked to
think they were my friends but I thought how they must be scared of me as well
because I’m so big and they’re so small.
Still, I like watching them live their lives down there in the water,
soil and sand. I wonder what it must be
like to live out of sight, so quietly, and always hidden away. I think sometimes I’d like to be one of the
small, unseen things in the world.”
“I think we all feel this way at times, my
friend. Life is too big and we are so
small. I think we live in fear that it
might tread on us when it is not looking.”
(from The Door of
Dreams by Greg James)
7½*/10.
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