One Word

One word. Yesterday I wrote one word. 

A single, solitary word. That is to say, 

I looked at a poem, crossed one word out 

and replaced it with another word. It was, 

all things considered, a better word, but still – 

it was merely one word that I wrote.

And later on, as I filled in my journal, 

I put a little tick next to the word ‘writing’. 

For I had done some writing that day – 

a word. I wrote a word. Sometimes

we need to see the little things, to look them

in the eye, to tell them they are loved.

I love you, little word. I love you, life.

Joshua Seigal