Cosmic Beach
by "Clint "Father Goose" Wilson
A tiny slimy germ without a leg or foot or hand,
Does roll his shoddy body on a tiny grain of sand.
The germ, he has no armpit but he sort of has a shoulder.
To him the grain of sand is just one great humungous boulder.
The great humungous boulder is a tiny little speck,
Stuck to lounging lifeguard Larry’s deeply sunburned neck.
Lounging lifeguard Larry is all sprawled out on the sand,
Smelling like a brew house with a bottle in his hand.
The beach is thirty miles of the sand so golden yellow,
But from the sky with eagle eye you can not see the fellow.
Lounging lifeguard Larry is a tiny little dot,
On a great long strip of golden yellow sand so hot.
From way high up the yellow beach is merely but a sliver.
Microscopic Larry has a badly swollen liver.
Now we’re up so high your scared heart thumpy, thumpy, thumps.
While forests shrink away and giant mountains turn to tiny lumps.
Look there’s North America, and there’s the ocean too.
And there’s the city where they keep the San Diego Zoo.
Way up there’s the North Pole, over there’s the coast of France.
We’re up real high, I hope nobody has to pee their pants.
The world’s a shiny marble as we lift up into space,
Soon whoever reads this will have looks of shock upon their face.
The world’s a tiny marble racing madly ‘round the sun,
But now the sun is shrinking too; we’ve only just begun.
Many stars are twirling in a black and starry sea,
‘Round and ‘round they travel in the great big galaxy.
Billions upon billions of the shiny tiny stars,
Microscopic now are Neptune, Venus, Earth and Mars.
The galaxy is shrinking to a tiny speck of light,
Many other galaxies now light the universal night.
Strings of super clusters running many different ways,
Shrinking to form nebulae, a starry dusty haze.
We are going so fast now we are almost in reverse,
What a wacky wondrous thing to watch the shrinking universe.
Now we see the universe is just a shiny ball,
The black ball looks so plain I can’t believe it really holds us all.
Now the ball is shrinking right along with many others,
What a story you will now all have to tell your mothers.
As we keep going higher we now see so many things.
The universal black balls are all forming into strings.
We may not be scientists, but neither are we fools,
As we recognize the atoms and the molecules.
We are all inside of something bigger even still.
I will keep on going if whoever reads this will.
Up through all the particles and many elements,
I see some light above us and I start to get a sense,
That we are all about to face a great epiphany,
Once we see whatever all of us are going to see.
We seem to be stuck to the butt of some great slimy worm,
Oh no, it’s not a worm, it is that sand-grain-crawling germ.
Here we finally stop now, stuck in green amoeba poop,
Right back where we started in this crazy cosmic loop!
