Mote-like in thy mighty glow.

[Gabrielle Dean]

Thee, God, I come from, to thee go,           

All day long I like fountain flow    

From thy hand out, swayed about  

Mote-like in thy mighty glow. 

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–1889) 

 

 

 This tiny plant is growing parallel to the ground  out of a crack in one of the walls in the garden (the red below is a poppy so you can see the proportions). Thought it was "mote-like in the mighty glow”.