I have moments where

I am

small, beetle-size
and scurrying across
the flagstones on the
walkway of life;
scuttling across pavement
to avoid gargantuan feet,
flying debris and haphazardly
placed bodies

I have moments where

I am

tall, giant-like
and striding across
the landscape of time
on stilts of prayer;
focused on the horizon
while my Companion and I
step over trees, straddle
hills and jump mountains