Notice Me, Little Things

“Notice me,”
Little things seem to say.
“Fit me,
Somewhere.”

“You will.” I think in whisper.

Tiny fragments of sea shells
Once perfect for collectors
Now inhabit the sand
Molded by the Sea
Into new perfection for this moment.
Not needing to be picked and paraded
Alongside perfect conches
Just needing to be seen
Known
For a moment.
They are smooth
With purple rings showing
That were underneath the surface
Making the structure strong,
Giving endurance,
Now they are on the surface
Stating their presence to this viewer.

I know where you will fit:
Beside me
On the sand
Among friends ground down
Not to nothing
But into earth
That holds us up.

“You do,” I whisper.

25 thoughts on “Notice Me, Little Things

  1. Emily says:

    Glad to hear it. Keep on keeping on. I’m riding a slow and sometimes rickety rollercoaster but hanging in there and generally going the right direction. 😊

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  2. Stephen Fuller says:

    Exactly. The smallest things, especially those with tiny imperfections reveal more to us about God than any ideal beauty we could try and praise. This is one the lessons I have learned these absent months and I am grateful for my teacher.

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  3. Stephen Fuller says:

    Thank you so much, Aurora. I am most thankful for those people who have shown me the beauty in the smallest details. These are the people who have taught me how to live and how to love. Thank you for reading and thank you for your kind words.

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