I keep my answers small and keep them near; <br />Big questions bruised my mind but still I let <br />Small answers be a bulwark to my fear. <br /> <br />The huge abstractions I keep from the light; <br />Small things I handled and caressed and loved. <br />I let the stars assume the whole of night. <br /> <br />But the big answers clamoured to be moved <br />Into my life. Their great audacity <br />Shouted to be acknowledged and believed. <br /> <br />Even when all small answers build up to <br />Protection of my spirit, I still hear <br />Big answers striving for their overthrow <br /> <br />And all the great conclusions coming near.<br /><br />Elizabeth Jennings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/answers-2/
