A SMALL THING

A SONG

There's river in the water
Open sky within the blue
There's fullness in the notion
Of the me within the you
There's tangles in this moment
A labyrinth in these places
There's wrinkles in the lines of
The lives that hold these faces

There's dark spots that cross the sun
And moonlight on shifting sea
There's movement in the motion
Moving to eternity
There's symbols in living words
Whose syntax is in loving
There's rhythm when there's dancing
To the song that life's singing

Where do you get off thinking
That I am but a small thing?

There's spirit sounding silence
Some soul shaking stillness
Just like mind there is music
Something well in the illness
There’s absence in every thing
Presence means nothing is not
Anything could happen now
If you see what you've got

Where do you get off thinking
That I am but a small thing?

I’ve never been more than a part of this thing
Until now.