when the world feels too big for me

a short poem for our large messy planet

The news right now is a mess. Everything feels loud, heavy, and impossible to hold all at once.

When I start to feel powerless (which is often these days), I try to remember this small truth:

I can’t fix everything.
But I can help someone.  Anyone. I can be a candle. I can be something more than this bag of worry and fretting.  

And strangely, servin…