It is all relative
the hailstones pelt
the wind pushes
the solar scorches
the rain gushes

The universe is hard to fathom
you could sense so misplaced a few of the shadows
or you may persuade your self
you are the only one that matters

Ordinary we are faced
with unpredictability
from the sky to the ocean
above and below

For those people you are a whole lot nearer
to earth than you suspect
in case you sense insignificant, it’s no surprise
with the region we’re dwelling in

Underneath the climate
for your detail
it’s all relative
connected chaos draws us in

For each down, there may be an up
you distract yourself
searching for the entirety
and there just appears to never be enough

Use your senses
pay interest
you may omit something