Of the Sea and the Ants and the Wind in the Trees at Night

We are vast, as well. We are huge,
And our lives can last an age.

That point of view counts, too—
That we house swarms of the small,

Lives in lives and points in points—
Sure, if you like, dolls in dolls.

What truths should a star cloud learn
From the fact that it’s so vast?

(King and Seuss made hay from this,
Stoned on lives on blades of grass.)

It could be we are the core.
It could be we would think so

If we were the size of stars,
Seas, ants, the winds in the trees—

It could be all points of view
Hold no truths to learn at all.