Author: Josep Maria Garolera Carreras
Source: http://www.polseguera.com/writers/writing-700_the-answer.html


The Answer


"Tell me why," the small poet asked the cold wind, "I'm so tiny and the stars

are so big; crowded houses, everywhere full of people, and I'm lying alone in this

little patch of ground. Tell me why my lyrics don't reach the skies, and my mood is

always darker than night" "Little nothing," answered the blowing wind "Don't you

realize how lucky you are? You're free"