When you’re small as you are,

the world seems en-O-rmously big – even mo-nu-mental!

Mommy and Daddy - like tall buildings –

Tower up there in the sky – along with the sun

and the plane flying up so high.

But – actually! – you too are oh-so-very big –

Simply look down and notice an ant –

That funny little bug – you know – with antennae like antlers…

The thing is, my love, everything is exactly in scale:

Each creature is both e-le-mentally small

and en-O-rmously mo-nu-mental.

Believe it or not – my cute little giant –

Right inside of your tummy there is a cosmos of bugs

That on you are reliant.

We call them mi-crobes

No, not MY crobes, but mi-crobes!

And, no, no, NO – they are not wearing robes

But the fact of the matter:

You have YOUR mi–crobes

I got MY mi-crobes –

And they both like pancake batter.

Am I using big words?

My apologies, my sweet precious cutie!

My little-big point is…

That you yourself are a whole big world

And the word “Cosmos” kinda suits you.

In fact, as of tomorrow – after breakfast, to be absolutely exact,

I’ll start calling you Cosmos.

Yes – no objections! - that’s an already established fact!

You are, after all, my entire world –

Even when – like a kitty – on my lap you are curled.

Everything’s relative, love –

Everything’s simultaneously giant and small.

Wise ol’ folks used to say: “All is one and one is all.”

And those scraggly gray beards used to know a thing or two:

All of us are a big boundless Oneness,

And that includes every little One too.