Outsider

The Outsider is standing still,
observing carefully,
these little People are alive
as far as he can see.

Flowers grow inside their brains
emerging from their mouths
the Outsider blows gentle breeze
and petals fly about.

He often yearns to join them -
to see things as they see -
but too big is the observer
he is but a tree.

The size of mind's reflection
On narcissism's mirror

Leaves the Outsider
stranded
and lights
growing dimmer.