POCKET WORLD - Song Page
© words & music by Annie Wilson
from CD Sky & Water, Wind & Grass

Album Note:  Little children are shorter and operate on an open schedule, so they often stop to closely examine things on the ground that we grown- ups ignore.  Sometimes I have sense enough to act like a child, to stop and kneel or even lie down in the prairie, get in close, and actually see the wonders there before me.

This song won First Place in Spirit in the 2016 Walnut Valley NewSongs songwriting contest.

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LYRICS: 

In a tiny hollow pocket  
in a hillside limestone shelf 
A little island tuft of grass
grows all by itself 
Atop the highest shoot,
a tiny spider rules her realm 
A quiv’ring green oasis  
Filled with waving tallgrass stems

The lime-green spider moves her legs
in perfect graceful flow 
As she tiptoes through her canopy
of grasses in the stone 
The sunlight glints her shiny back,
her pinpoint yellow eyes 
Look out beyond her island home
across the clear blue sky 

     We love the highest hilltops
     where the grandest views are found 
     But there’s wonder & there’s beauty
     here before us all around 
     In little tiny pocket worlds
     across the prairie land 
     With miracles of nature
     that would fit inside our hands 

Someday the little spider will send
out her silvery thread 
To leave her pocket home to find
another one instead 
She’ll sail above her forest
of feathered Indian Grass 
On to new worlds and the destiny
that she will know at last. 

CHORUS 

In a tiny hollow pocket
in a hillside limestone shelf 
A little island tuft of grass
grows all by itself 
Like a child who sees magic
when she opens up her eyes 
You can go and lie beside it
and dream yourself inside