Much Ado About Nothing

As I walked the field behind my house
I saw it yesterday
Great swellings from the earth beneath
Where tiny little mice had played
Peeked and reared their little heads
Twasn’t squeaks I heard that day
More like roaring lions cries
And a voice beyond all reasons way
A great big sign upon the land
Fed the mountains lifted lungs
Climbing spaces voiced expanse
Along the throats canals
Hot air grew from deep within
A belly full from long ago
Embarrassed by a void of care
“I will win I will win”
Quiet wisdom whispered clearly
“Much ado about nothing here!”
Cept swelling earth
To disappear
Kg. Aug. 2013

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