They lose the bigger picture
Under this beautiful blue sky
Want you to worry about triviality 
That if you don’t meet the deadline you will die

But you know the smell of morning coffee
And the kindness of strangers that raise a smile 
As big as this morning sun
That you didn’t let pass by 


Let them get trapped and eaten up by the day
You will look at the spider’s web 
And what beautiful work you did today 

They will wake up
In their sanitised house 
All cobwebs extinguished with flash bleach
Extinguishing those small parts of
Life which make us complete 


copyright@David R Mellor 2013