the great man

Gustaf Munch-Petersen: Naked Human

he walks kicking

with giant-steps

and treads so hard on the ground –

but the grass,

it rises up again,

where he placed his large foot,

and the earth smiles, as if nothing happened,

and the flowers think of other things –

 

he walks roaring,

with thunder-voice,

so that the air trembles and vibrates –

but the clouds

glide so peacefully by,

where the thunder rolled before,

and the heaven smiles, as if nothing happened,

and the sun thinks of other things –