Know Your Height

When shadows spread to miles to darken lesser worlds,
When eyes stare sky while measure your heights,
Know that you have grown too huge for this world;
When mortals shrink or fear to tune to your heart,
When scattered minds flock to outweigh your from,
Know that you outgrew the reach of tattered mass.

The sparkles of gold outshine base metals
And spawn sweet discords in dull, mean world;
The flash of divine light breaches the sheet of supine night
And overawes the world deep in sleepy oblivion;
You give shocks to awake needs and all stability rocks
While you rise like hunger pangs in digest stomach.

Hearts meet, minds bind, almost equal heights,
While frown under heights and over heights too
Like cattle in a herd loathe all intruders;
Instincts unwind defense and instant attacks too
In blind response to high notes inside the herds
Unless instated to guide and lead from outside.

Unlike cats, no tigers catch rats in dark holes,
Unlike thorny shrubs, no tall trees fence paths,
Unlike shooting stars, no stars sink in dark heaven;
Unlike herd, you pace the world in measured strides
And stand apart from the herd's blind passage
What rouses resentments and ultimate wake.

Change your stripes to meet lesser mortals,
Wear lesser masks ato seek lay approbations,
Where absorbs you every contented creature
To his backdoor of market-place systems
Like crows do for young cuckoo-off springs
As their own, till croaks contrast sweet melodies.

They pull down tall towers to disprove dwarfness,
They foul noble works to feed own hollow selves,
They rouse huge billows of black cold smokes
They cloud your charms and spread wild spectre
Of what isn't there and what never be any where,
In myopic eyes those shy bright sunshine.

Like fresh grapes thrown to rotten-fruit dustbin,
You sour faster that all the dumped fruits;
Like pretty roses blossom between prickly thorns,
You while away untouched, uncared by unwise world;
For, while rise beyond the herd, you are its part,
And, while you are a part, suffer resentments.

Know your height, know your strengths from the holes you live in.
Where rodents in thousands run all over you;
Know your spikes, know the torch you hold
By the moves of rodents to reach and strike your self;
Rats are rats that seek to punch holes any where
While you must stand high beyond the rat-ridden holes.

No holes limits height, no sky limits growth,
No herd binds anywhere, no billow clouds charm
If you be the same who carve your path
And rise in confidence in herd or out of herd
Like the Sun who runs through East and west
In own fierce resolve in joyous abandonment.

Fear not gulfs, fear not resentments,
Fear not attempts to restrain your growth,
To force your pace with the brigade in slow-march;
Today you are here, tomorrow somewhere,
While the march you make follows you any where
In this world and out of this world.