I Am Small & Of No Reputation

By |2016-01-11T09:04:36-06:00January 10th, 2016|Categories: Poetry|

How small a thing am I, of no repute, Whirled in the rush of these eternal tides; Spun daily round upon this orb that rides Among its peers, itself how most minute! Yet as I muse in sad comparison, Restless and frail, I thrill with sudden awe, Clasped in the large embrace of life [...]