I waged His wars, and now I pass and die.
O me! for why is all around us here
As if some lesser god had made the world …
Alfred Lord Tennyson, Idylls of the King
i always come back to the sea ~
in the winter when gardens lay waste
and the contemplative time is upon us
and in summer, languid and color crazy
no matter the season, she shines
decked-out in sunlighted spray
tossing her waves into wild arabesque
roaring her traveling chants
no reluctant tourist, the sea
the eternal sea,
in the power of her isness
she mocks me
marks me as the lesser being
of a lesser god
© 2016, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; Photo courtesy of morgueFile
WEDNESDAY WRITING PROMPT
Sometimes in the face of nature’s magnificence, I really do feel as though I might be the child of a lesser god, though goodness knows we humans are as much beauty and miracle as any other manifestation of that creative energy, called by many “God.” When, how, where have you felt like a lesser being … in the face of what? Tell us in your own poem/s and share them or a link to it/them in the comments section below.
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