What A (Not So Little) Birdie Told me

What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us. - Thoreau

teetering and swinging from the gallows pole

amongst fluttering tales of both shiny new and unglazed old

lost and found, tarnished pieces of silver and gold

in a tempestuous trilogy of testimony

i was lame yet i danced a hurdy gurdy

my faith like seasons and arguably unsturdy

i drank from your overflowing fountain

ate 'til more than full from your three-legged table

now i no longer hunger and thirst

that is both a last and a first

as told but by a not so little birdie

Author's Note

"Shall a man go and hang himself because he belongs to the race of pygmies, and not be the biggest pygmy that he can? Let everyone mind his own business, and endeavor to be what he was made." - Thoreau