A meditation on number
Isn’t it hard to imagine
a universe with less stars
say a few thousand at most
and less planets and moons
in an outer space more akin
to our own intimate world
a cosmos of homely proportions
one we can get our head around
and yet as I look across the fields
I see birds coming and going
in their hundreds flitting
from tree to tree or cackling ducks
following the path of the winding river
swarms of swallows weaving through
the summer air feeding on a froth
of all but invisible aphids
and in all things there is the plethora
of plenty and only I am alone
John Lyons
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