The Grand Entity and I

My room resembles the world outside.

Dusty and messy, it begs for a change.

I find a glimpse of the world in my room,

And a glimpse of my room in me.

Only then do I humbly realize:

That I am only a partial reflection,

Of something which exceeds me.

That I am only an oblivious artist,

Merely painting my world,

Everywhere I try to be…