I am no more than a little breeze on a summer day I am no more than a stranded leaf under one of many trees I am no more than a drop of sweat on the earth’s brow I am no more than the a hair on a mane of a wild horse I am no more than the tiny speck of rich red soil Do not think of me as insignificant For even the tiniest speck The faintest of breezes The one of many I am No more No less Than You