were only a few feet in
diameter, floating a few feet above
a field somewhere, people would come
from everywhere to marvel at it. People would
walk around it, marvelling at its big pools of water
its little pools and the water flowing between the pools.
People would marvel at the bumps on it, and the holes
in it; and they would marvel at the thin layer of gas
surrounding it and the water suspended in the gas. The
people would marvel at all the creatures walking around the
surface of the ball, and the creatures in the water. The
people would declare it precious because it was the only
one and they would protect it so it would not be hurt.
The ball would be the greatest wonder known, and people
would come to behold it, to be healed, to gain knowledge,
to know beauty and to wonder how it could be.
People would love it and defend it with their
lives, because they would somehow know that
their lives, their own roundness, could be
nothing without it. If the Earth
were only a few feet
in diameter.
