In the dimension of the lady bug

Everything -  
a world within a world.
From the vast forests of the garden grass,
to the barren stone lands of the driveway
 
Even down to the atoms -
orbital systems of their own,
sporadic assemblages of matter
trapped in the deep of cosmos.
 
Just as the dimension of the lady bug -
or the universe of the dung beetle,
a planetary system  
where they are the sun around which it orbits.
 
But sometimes galaxies collide
and thus altercations do arise,
it can either mean destruction
or that two separate systems coincide.
 
Moving trough his reality,
roaming through the different realms.
Experiencing the variations of gravity -
sometimes overwhelmed.
 
Oh, the things he has seen!
Emerald cities and golden halls,
the silhouette of the moon of Venus
carved in the blazing dawn.
 
Blinded by the delights  
of otherworldly curiosities,
but still he can't imagine there'd ever be  
an infinite amount of worlds outside of his.
 
- - -
 
He is the lord of his reality and  
the master of his world,
he is his own god, because he doesn't ever bother
to tilt his head up.