Big

Recipes of hope,

How man's will

Can whiten the globe,

Recommended methods

How man's will

Can overblow the wind,

Write on the air

" Master of my own end",

They prescribed to me

How to over-rise the sky,

Conjure up Achelois,

With butterflies fly.

Yet , in pursuit,

All proved but a fib,

A flying relief,

Too moral to believe.



Simply, it is BIG.

Something BIG,

Is all I need.

Bigger than hope,man's will

To mock with Doom,

Paradise Hell,

At Gloom frown & grin,

Write on the air

With no pen,

Paint flowers

With mixed,new hues

Other than the 7 colors,

Dry oceans

And set the dead in motion

Simply , it is BIG

Something BIG,

Is all I need.































Sally Ali.