The Big Picture

doesn’t always matter

when the frames hold secrets still.

Each individual one

speaks silently

waiting for the fill

of fairness, or simple kindness

to walk away the hours,

Each tiny frame

tells its story to the listening flowers.

The Big Picture

isn’t all that makes up what we see.

Those little times

the heartstrings played

though quickly,

makes up what will truly be.

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