What about me?
Am I nothing but a pea?
On the land, or in the sea,
What am I supposed to be?

They sat on the ground, skipping pebbles on the lake. She turned to him and said the words above. He looked over his left shoulder and planted his feet on the grass and replied,
Worry you should not do.
End your suffering and begin anew.
Look at the sky and color it blue.
Being is living too.

She wondered what the words meant. She sat and looked at the sky proposed and lost her mind in the clouds so white. He watched her stillness as he gazed at the still water of the lake. The words came again.
What about me?
Am I nothing but a pea?
On the land, or in the sea?
What am I supposed to be?

They shrugged and walked away.