I am small inside the choir of the crickets the chanting clouds You who are the song of the crickets and of the clouds make me whole again. in the still, quiet moments when there is no sound except the crickets and the rolling of the clouds this is when I am most scared of my smallness of my failings. Adam Tod Leverton But then I think my fear is selfish others starve and I am chained to my cowardice. Then my fear evaporates.