Ripples

(our actions, however small, effect the world)





I sit and watch the ripples lap softly at my shore
   and wonder where they started from….
Did some giant bolder swoop down from the skies
 and yell a might roar,
 as it fell into the sea…….
      creating waves of great proportions, 
    pushing outward 
        to create the next,
 infinitesimally smaller…… and smaller still,
         …………………all across the ocean?

Until one day the tiniest of ripples
   undulates unto my shore, 
      my space,       
            my cove;
Stretching itself for one last time, 
       one last yawn
                 before sleeping on my sands.

Was this the last expression of a giant beginning,
   a giant push, 
              a giant grandiose plan for everyone to see….
Something so big and powerful,
 it is seen and felt all across the world?

OR……

Did a little bitty creature, 
      too small to be seen in the tall reeds by me—
            too quiet to be heard by my human ears….
Did he softly step his tiny toes into this quiet lake,
Easing his body under the water
 for a gentle ride on a water leaf?
       And his small, unnoticed effort, 
              created the ripple I now see?

Both would have touched this shore…….
  Both to move me 
       to consider things
           I have not pondered before…..
Both to touch my life.

So, I stretched out by finger 
      and created a ripple of my own
   to touch the life of one I’d never see
       knowing now, 

      that even the tiniest of efforts
                 creates connection.


                                             by D.K.Walker

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