How precious would that be
I had an amazing dream last night
Whereby there are multiple worlds,
Worlds inside of worlds, if we look
Where tiny ecosystems unfurled.
I’m not talking of the horrid pests
Not like fleas living on a family pet,
But teeny tiny ecosystems hidden
That we still have to discover yet.
How cool if my dream was true
And we witnessed these systems,
Everywhere we were to explore
Miniature, impossible to resist ‘em.
Imagine an old turtle on the beach
With a little world carried on its back,
A field of grass as the ground cover
Trees growing by the side of a track.
Wild animals grazing on the grass
As they enjoy the shade of the trees,
A tall giraffe, a wild deer, a flying stork
All not that much bigger than our bees.
How amazing would it be for us to see
This tiny ecosystem displayed for view,
An elephant of our world so mystified
As this teeny tiny world has it confused.
I loved the multiple worlds of my dream
Saddened to lose this as I woke today,
So many precious worlds could be alive
They may be true, just not on display.
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