Big Small

Wind blows
What lung did it come from?
Boat rows
To the waves of a screaming hum
Mendacity knows of a body numb

The big small unrelenting in my process
The brick wall I hit on my way to change
Campaigned more of me and more me dereanged

Stand up Caesar
From the back to your hand
Forever to find a broken man
Perhaps someday, I’ll start at getting it right

Veiled hills
Tumbling off to Payson
Bold thrills
In questions of a natural kind
What great hands mad all the atoms bind?
A rich man
To revel in his progress
A poor man
In whom do I aim to please?
Greater the friend brought to his knees

Fell down Tolstoy
From the bloom back to the sprout
Stories of melted wings to write about
In the rise and fall the big small will figure it out

Ego to let go all refined in design
Grow up appropriately small