From Heaven we wrest the most difficult subjects, <br />and grasp between little and thumb. <br />Thinking God were as man, <br />and that neither one were dumb. <br />And out of consideration we extol the highest, <br />but have minded all that view, <br />It is true that God is number One, <br />but is man number two? <br />Surely he has forgotten how far behind <br />that in his being does God surpass, <br />The human is not as angel or diety, <br />but more of the intellect of ape or jackass. <br />With what then do we measure the eternal, <br />Oh bug inside the whale, <br />For whatever rule you do apply, <br />of shortness you will fail. <br />Little mite as you crawl the floor <br />be mindful of whose dwelling you trespass. <br />And maybe if you travel there softly, <br />God might just leave you pass.<br /><br />S.W. Clark<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mighty-mite/
