thursday, august 4, 2011

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‹› the smallest one of all ‹›

the largest and strongest of the Dragons were returning from their quest all with the same unfortunate news for the Dragon Wizard: "...we have searched far and wide Esteemed One, yet have not been able to find the Web Weaver...." "yes, i know" sighed the Wizard. "i have tired myself trying to See, and not even a glimpse of Her comes to me. yet still the silver threads of existence are weakening. i hear her call for our help, but what can we do, what will be? i cannot see..." he sighed again, and hung his head. there just before him stood the smallest Dragon who said very timidly, 

"i believe i might be able to find her, Sir Wizard."

"no offense little brother" spoke the biggest one, "but what could you accomplish that we have not? we can fly farther, longer and higher in one breath than you could ever do!"

"i know that; still, i believe i could find her" said the tiny one with a confidence heretofore unknown to them, or him.

the Wizard considered him quietly then said, "yes, perhaps you may. please, be on your way before it's too late. T'saragon soom delicasz."

with that blessing for a gracious flight, the little Dragon lifted his wings unto a breeze which easily took his tiny body into the sky. he had not flown very far at all when he spied a speck of an opening in the clouds; a portal growing wider and taller as he approached, which the breeze took him directly through. once there he was meet immediately by a beautiful woman whose voice sounded like the tinkling of a thousand tiny bells. "i am the Web Weaver" she sang, "i thank thee for answering my call. none of the others could find me because it is thy help i need." 

"my help?" the Dragon fairly squeaked, then cleared his throat and continued: "of course, i am at thy service Gracious Lady ~ but what can i do? i am the smallest of all."

"precisely..." said she, "the greatest of gifts in this time of need. nothing against thy sisters and brothers, but their wings are too big and their winds are too strong to do what must be done. only thee can help me. repairing the threads of existence requires a delicate nature, and that thee possess in abundance. courage, belief and persistence thou hast shown as well, and these are the qualities that shall connect the threads and allow them to regain their strength. turn that belief upon thyself little one, and thy massive potential shall become reality. even the smallest of creations can have far~reaching and positive effects. thee are the One to repair the threads and save the Web of Connectivity for us all...."

with a burgeoning pride and a growing sense of purpose, the smallest Dragon took a deep, long breath and said "please Wondrous Weaver, show me what to do and this i shall. i believe i can accomplish anything now...."

seeing the bigger picture with the smallest of eyes....

blessings

saxz ∞