CRUSH
As if a wave breaking upon me:
Isaac Newton had never been to a sea!
The man who solved the mystery
Of the oceans’ ever ebb and flow
As related to the lunar gravity
He must have glimpsed the horizon
On the shoulder of some Titan
Yet he sported the modest speech
That he, like a child at the beach
Amid millions of pebbles and shells
Had haply picked up some jewels
we mortals could never perform
What a shock a genius may storm
Pick up a speck on earth, and he wavers
The remotest stars in the universe