A Blade of Grass

Are you sure?

On a blade of grass I'd like to be infinitesimal

Hyrdated through the godhead of a rain drop

What fed me once will feed me twice

Enveloped in a lifetime's worth of living

Tiny, infinitesimal; in a dew drop

What fed me then what feeds me now

Some day I know it will kill me, I know

Inside nourishment when nothing starves

Until it dies

I'd like to be infinitly small

The godhead to a single person

What fed me twice will feed me again

On a blade of grass I think I'd like to be infinitesimal