Big numbers eventually become small
If you zoom out far enough
Leaving the sense of wonder behind
Like when you’re little, 100 was so big, then a thousand
It boggles the mind at how small those numbers are now
Only by adding zeroes can the awe be added back in
Now what is a big number for you?
Why should he be tortured because of his desire to have all the things
And not be able to have them because they cost too much?
Not that he was going to let that small problem stop him from getting his fix
This safe, though…
Everything evolved to be so different as he grew older and wiser
Little things became huge, the huge things became so small
Every wrinkle in his face captured memories that witnessed a lifetime
Perhaps his reputation was that of a mild mannered servant
However he had sharp, hard tusks that had seen more than one battle
And he had the girth and stature to use them effectively
Not that most of his adversaries tried, and those that did
They usually ended up being trampled underfoot.
Making passionate love to my soul
Under the vibrating cones of the massive speakers
Sound crashing out in waves and washing over me
It transports me to a place of tranquility
Carrying the problems of the world away for a small bit of time
Soapy bubbles covering his body he dropped his soap by his feet
Leaning down to retrieve it, he took a small step.
It left him unbalanced, he reached out to stop the fall, but down he went
Pulling the shower curtain down with him
Putting him on the floor, underneath the curtain, with the shower still on
Everyone rushed to the bathroom and saw him there sprawled on the floor
Reaching for the toilet, he levered himself into a sitting position
Yielding him a standing ovation from his roommates and a ten from the Russian judge
So do you want to take a small trip with me?
Care to see what the universe holds?
And as a bonus, you can travel not only in space but also in time
Really it will be a jolly good jaunt in my little Tardis over here
For we will try to avoid the fiddly “exterminate” bits
Stars stare without blinking
Putting me ill at ease as I float here
And wonder if I will ever feel solid ground beneath my feet again
Can’t believe those brilliant blue skies are so long gone
Everything out there is so black
To be an interstellar adventurer
Really should be so much more exciting
And it was two years ago, but now?
Viewing the infinite from inside my craft
Everything just seems so small and too large at the same time
Leaving me to wonder why I booked this flight
Sometimes you just have to concentrate on the details
Making them the blueprint of your life
Ask not what your life can do for you, but what you can do to have a life
Little things do matter, since they make up all the big things
Living tiny, in the moment, live fully