So small,
such a tiny eye,
yet sees, has seen, so much
to be a housefly
in the house of the Lord,
a house without walls, without ceiling,
without floor?
I wonder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is very sweet Michael. The power of the small, eh? Yes. This is very sweet. love, Allie xxxx