There is a bee "nosing around" my living room. Maybe I should be scared... But why? After all, poor thing, it is much smaller than I am, and if it were to defend itself (i.e. sting me) it would die. Why, then, are tiny bees so scary? Because they are tiny.
It is the small things that have the greatest power, after all. It is the atom that can form or destroy (if unbalanced) our world; it is a baby (two half-cells to begin with) that holds all human potential, and that sends its parents panicking with a small cough; it is a smile, not a laugh, that conveys most meanings... It is the small things. Most great events (not necessarily good, just resonant in some fashion) started with apparently dismissable triggers: a regional-national assassination got the 1st World War going; amino-acid aleatory blending fused life as DNA; modern physics tell a tale of an apple, hydraulics that of a bathtub in Greece, and religion of a tree and a bite of fruit; a degree or two in temperature change is responsible for millions of gallons of rising sea waters world-wide...
As a species, we have learned to be weary of "the small things" because we don't know what they might bring in their wake. But we are off-key there. After all, a mountain is made up of dust, all the Universe is, in fact.
'I love you' takes a pair of seconds to say, an instant to hear, and hopefully a lifetime to completely explore. That sounds rather worth being brave for a "little thing", in my book. Make sure to fill your life with the small things, so scary but so potentially wondrous. Thus, if you don't hear the words, say them; smile the smile; take a step, then dance, dance, dance...
It's the small things that bring greatest Joy.
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