The greatness of small luxuries
The bird and the bumble bee
Sometimes seem the same to me;
Just as the mouse and giraffe
Find themselves on the same path.
So the size of a thing
Will not of itself bring
Any semblance of truth
paw or greater hoof.
Scale defines the human brain
Cuts down to size the lion’s mane
And can truly magnify
Dancing stars in the night sky.
Through telescope eyepiece,
Or some other caprice,
Reduce the greater view
Distort not what is true.
Scale up a minuscule square
- Remove all else that is there -
Of moss, rock or lichened wall
Thus to show the world and all.
For, in that minute field,
Heaven and earth’s revealed.
Far from panorama,
Here’s the detailed drama
Such microscopic glory
Makes modern an old story:
Disclosing the hidden traits
In clumped and mossy byways.
From just inches away,
Gliding as birds-of-prey
Magicked terrain you’ll see
Rainforest canopy!
