Author’s Note: Although life may seem insignificant, our purpose and significance is always real, just often hidden by what we expect out of life or what we invest ourselves in. We will all someday take flight, and by simply existing, our wings create a world-changing gust.
In another world
A small finch fluttered
Its miniscule gust
Moved a big tree’s seed
Fostered by soil
It sprouted and grew
A small finch nested
And there it made life
Our purpose is real
However concealed
Insignificance
Is an illusion
A small finch took flight
And Earth kept spinning
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