A small patient act, from that same sun above,
once took down a glacial giant.
A small patient act, from water long ago released,
bore through the granite that stood in her way.
A small patient act, from the tiniest grain of sand,
polished the inside of this ancient bowl.
A small patient act has led me to a place as old as time,
where with soft earth beneath my feet
I bare witness to water who does simultaneously create and destroy.
