seasons and specks

Time passes and seasons change, at least here in North Idaho.  
Strangely, there's a bit of comfort in the knowledge that there are things outside of my control. I suppose it's knowing that I don't have to be responsible for them.  No matter what I do or don't do, the seasons cycle round, the sun rises and sets, and life goes on.  I'm just one speck in the universe, yet a small act or word of mine can have great impact, 
for good or ill.  

I want to be a force for good.

                                          simple joy: nature's majesty