LITTLE BIT MORE

If for a, little
Bit more, I
Could have gathered
An extra love
Holding my fingers
In drooling walk.
All the thoughts
Could have crumbled
In greatness, of
Thy care. I
Could have, doodled
An universe, with
My sable brush.
Who cares:
Was it the work
Of madness
Or, of Masters,
Playing in unison
With my 'Whole'!