"Nothing Is Too Small ..." - by Mary Oliver

 

Nothing Is Too Small Not To Be Wondered About
- by Mary Oliver - *

Nothing Is Too Small Not To Be Wondered About
The cricket doesn't wonder
     if there's a heaven
or, if there is, if there's room for him.
It's fall. Romance is over. Still, he sings.
If we can, he enters a house
     through the tiniest crack under the door.
Then the house grows colder.
He sings slower and slower.
     Then, nothing.
This must mean something, I don't know what.
     But certainly it doesn't mean
he hasn't been an excellent cricket
     all his life.

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   *[ Mary Oliver, from her collection Felicity ]