the little big me or the big little me

how large are you as a being?

what's your capacity?

how much can your inside, say your heart, brain, soul, whatever you say, take in?

me?

well,

they say, our inside is infinite; I think so, sometimes.

-when things get lost on my eyes.

others say, it is finite;  ironically, I see it too, sometimes.

-when the beauty of a flower drips down my eyes.

how about you? 

have you ever found anything that can fill your heart or satisfy your ambitions? even a wish?

have you ever felt the beauty of a tiny flower expanding your capacity while gazing at it?

if you've had none, try to have both. it is worth your time and effort.