Perspective Can Stretch Thin

The life you lived in
Was so much larger
Than you, was a world

Maybe much smaller
Than most, still vaster
Than what you could know,

Never mind become.
That largeness of life,
The enormity

Of ordinary
Human existence.
Human existence

Being so minor. . .
Perspective’s no use
If the scales collapse,

Can’t extend across
The range of measures—
If there’s no stretching

The mind enough steps
At a time to bridge
Without breaking down.