大象传媒

Following Shaun's obsession with his new toothpaste earlier this week, 6 Music Breakfast's resident poet Murray Lachlan Young joined this morning with a poem about Tiny Pleasures.

Pleasure in the tiny things
Makes tiny things grow tiny wings
Makes time and space expand and bend
In a grain of salt on a needle鈥檚 end

When the thought that you have
Is the thought that you had
At the end at the thought
that you thought that you had

Lies the tiniest gap
from the thought that has been
And the thought yet to come
In the space in between

And you sit in that gap
Between this and that
And it鈥檚 just you and you
and that鈥檚 just where it鈥檚 at

and the moment expands
with no need of a plan
And the space is the place
That you hold in your hand.

Then the moment is gone
But it will come again
For each thought has a start
And each start has an end

And the trillions of spaces
That lie in between
Awaiting creation
And yet to be seen

To expand and contract
With the tiniest wings
Come from pleasure you take
in the tiniest things

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