The kingdom of Heaven is like a mustard seed.
It is the smallest of all seeds but when it is grown it is the biggest shrub of all.
It is the smallest creatures into which so much can we read.
From even inconsequential things our faith can grow tall.

I am reading Fredrik Sjoberg’s the Fly Trap.
I never knew that hover flies were so numerous or so interesting.
They pollinate busily and feed on sap.
Yet we ignore their joyful humming.

The Marmalade horsefly, Sypchus, Ribesli, Eristalis and the Drone fly
There are 240 species in England alone.
Long ago I should of wearied of great issues and focused on the tiny things under the sky.
In these little beautiful living scraps of life that I might have found my true home.

Now I will ponder the wonder of small natural things.
And have faith in what guileless nature sings.