I have returned home again
to a universe unlike yours.
There is nothing in place
in this nothing of space.
Someone has been as a goblin unseen
to a piece of this parcel of dreams.
I find things disturbed
not where they should have been.
And all the little I can do
is prepare a scheme.
My altar is now arranged
some order in this place so deranged.
So little do I know
of the ways of the world.
That I bow in reverence
in respect of how little I know.
I am a giant in this land of ants
I am a dragon in this dream of cants.
