Shout Four! Poem by David Taylor

One was very quiet
and had a will of his own.
Two said to the one,
look at me,
one just looked on, unimpressed.

Someone (perhaps it was two)
said lets have some action
let it come from one
play for a while and return to one
so that's three!

Four said I'll think about this.
Five said I'll give you some space
and as much time as you want
you have free range of this place!

Six said; this is the life
and floated through space.
Seven warmed to the idea
and getting exited burnt himself badly.
Eight came to the rescue
with soothing water to cool
then nine sprang up out of them all!

Now ten was most wise,
fully materialised,
and most near
to the one that looked on
and made nothing of this.
In fact naught came from all of their trials
(as often we see as we become me)
and one becomes nine
without any effort to be
anything other than the one
which is he.

Four was still thinking,
(he had lots of time) ,
and never believed
that ten was most wise.
But one did not mind
as he just simply looked on
and ten said there's
really nothing to do
its just an illusion
this thinking of you.