ADVICE TO A BUTTER-CUP
Undistinguished butter-cupLost among myriads of others,To the red ant eyeing youYou are giant stillness.He pauses on the boulder of a clod,Baffled by your nearness to the sky.But to the black loam at your feetYou are the atom of a pent-up dream.Undistinguished butter-cup,Take your little breath of contemplation,Undisturbed by haughty tricks of space.
Undistinguished butter-cupLost among myriads of others,To the red ant eyeing youYou are giant stillness.He pauses on the boulder of a clod,Baffled by your nearness to the sky.But to the black loam at your feetYou are the atom of a pent-up dream.Undistinguished butter-cup,Take your little breath of contemplation,Undisturbed by haughty tricks of space.
Undistinguished butter-cupLost among myriads of others,To the red ant eyeing youYou are giant stillness.He pauses on the boulder of a clod,Baffled by your nearness to the sky.But to the black loam at your feetYou are the atom of a pent-up dream.
Undistinguished butter-cup
Lost among myriads of others,
To the red ant eyeing you
You are giant stillness.
He pauses on the boulder of a clod,
Baffled by your nearness to the sky.
But to the black loam at your feet
You are the atom of a pent-up dream.
Undistinguished butter-cup,Take your little breath of contemplation,Undisturbed by haughty tricks of space.
Undistinguished butter-cup,
Take your little breath of contemplation,
Undisturbed by haughty tricks of space.