Some days I feel so small.
I feel invisible:
I don’t make a difference at all.

Some days I look around.
I see what others have done:
Where is my creation to be found?

But I take another look.
I see with fresh eyes:
It reads like a good book.

And I begin to feel.
I feel myself again:
I am the universe, full of zeal.

I am the universe

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