Responding
I hear a babbling brook as it ambles through the meadow.
Spewing forth it sloshes and drops as words upon the rocks and shore.
Declaring what a great river it is yet, Still you are a babbling brook.
It is true that one day you will travel far enough to eventually mingle with a great river.
But in the end you will disappear into a great Ocean and become so absorbed by it,
That you will only be a part of something much bigger than the babbling brook.
Spew on little one while you can.
Spiritualhypster 