beginning and the ending

i held the world in my hand

it was small

so very small

like a grain of sand

—

i saw them all

kings of the land

the ragged band

i saw them fall

—

i cried a tear

my heart did weep

fountains and deep

sprang from my tear

—

in his sleep

he was a seer

a clouded mirror

was his to keep

—

i gave a gift

they tore at me

upon my tree

their souls to sift

—

one gone from three

in heaven a rift

on air a wift

of life to be

—

i saw them all

the mortal man

fishing on land

i heard them call

—

like a grain of sand

so very small

but i died for all

i held the world in my hand