Distantly heard
Shh! listen closely to the breeze,
listen hard to hear distantly.
Each one from a giants sneeze,
began the movements your eyes see.
A tissue for its wettened nose,
blankets drying in the breeze.
Perhaps it is it\'s sleeve it chose,
to wipe away its passing sneeze.
A chill to think of a giant real,
causing a breeze to be distantly dealt.
It\'s goose bumped of how I feel,
when a giants sneeze has been felt.
Just like when the tide rises high,
a giant steps in to raise the moon.
Arching it across it helps it fly,
dragging it by a string like a balloon.
The tide resides when the giant leaves,
guiding the moon around Earths curve.
Look closely at its snotted sleeves,
get goosed bumped by the breeze it serves.
Listening for what you distantly hear,
silently sitting, standing with a stare.
Giants are nothing to really fear,
when imagination keeps you aware.