I hear a whisper, a quiet voice saying

‘Do not despise the day of small things’. 

I look amazed at the Lamb walking beside me 

Diminutive with nothing to prove to Its own.

Meanwhile control is at large, fully operational

To keep creation divided from Creator at any cost. 

It is systemic in layer upon layer of creation

So that what should be one is divided against itself.

There is a grand, thorough effort to distract all

From the Oneness of heaven on earth acquired,

To distract all from this antidote which truly opposes

The giant in the performance of assuming control.

The antidote is simple thus sometimes unpalatable,

The Oneness of Creator and Creation is a giant

Acquisition that is fully realised in me when

I am Distracted by this Lamb, who has won all.

The antidote is the bond of utter Oneness

That ended the fight and installed all promise.

I am the small answer to the giant distraction,

Being One with the Lamb who is One with me.

It is like using a pebble to topple a tower,

Like watching a glowing piece of ‘deeper magic’

Blowing up an insurmountable mountain.

Because I am One with the One who won.

The creative human wish through film and story,

The inspiration of the insignificant overcoming

A giant threat is one that is indeed veritable.

It is the heart of the Creator…. in the DNA of our small frame.