Speck

Speck

All is just a speck to me

Gliding on a distant sea

Drifting on a different tide

Way away the other side

Nowhere else I'd rather be

All connected seamlessly

Never want a little more

Reaching for another shore

Evermore a speck to me

Sheer beauty of infinity

Flotsam, jetsam, bit of foam

All is but a place called home

Time and space now I see

I've become a speck to me

Larry Carlson 11.5.11