Power and grace supreme
Perfect form slicing the expanse
Stealth shocking death
Turns Ocean blue red
Shiny black mysterious night
Glistening white glacial ice
Dreams from wolfish past
Howling at the moon
Terrifying raw freedom
Roaming wild intelligence
Natural strength embraces abyss
No fabricated tools or laws
Noble opponent to inanimate might
Bright beast confronts infinite chaos
The eternal Battle of the Titans
Man merely a misinformed spectator
Or long gone
Failing to comprehend the Grand War
Be in awe of God,
not the heavens or beasts
of the sea.
Be in awe of God,
of you and me.
I just made that up.
Definitely not “in awe” of your “poetry” Connie; nor, for that matter, your ludicrous and arbitrary notion that there should be separation between a so-called “Creator” and the Creations that allegedly issue forth from it. Why not stand in awe of both? Does standing in awe before the heavens or an Orca somehow for some reason undermine standing in awe of this so-called “God”? Wouldn’t this rather be yet a further confirmation of reverence?
One thing is certain–I cannot “be in awe” of the Maker of you; for you are an inarticulate, conceited fool. Next to an Orca you are a caricature of pure and beautiful Nature, a hubristic ape who has vainly fallen in love with its comical image in the mirror and in its delusions of grandeur imagines it is the only creature “made in the image of God”.
Don’t bother to reply–I know you cannot be saved from your “salvation”; just keep grinning and gazing into the mirror and suckling on that banana pacifier of submission to the Almighty Ape in “the beyond”.
Unfortunately, your good looks and nice little poem aren’t enough to convert me to your idea of God:) I am in awe of God or the Gods…of him, her, or it…for the Earth and all its creatures are a true gift amidst the expansive chaotic Universe…this one Universe that we know so little about…and there may be even more Universes. Animate creatures appear to be the exception as opposed to rule…indeed they come from the inanimate…and it is the inanimate that I view as God. The inanimate is both a creator and a destroyer…an indiscriminate creator and destroyer. It is the Grand War to which I am referring…animate vs. inanimate…we should ensure the animate thrives…in all its forms. And man…so much potential…wow…God must be dissapointed…although I don’t think he/she/it notices…God has a large Universe to create and maintain…not sure we are even on the radar. It is up to us to survive and more importantly thrive…not in numbers…but on more important fronts. Maybe we could join forces with the Orca and ride them like we did the Stallions…LOL…but that would take an entirely different kind of human being.
This is masterful. I feel the force of ancient tides behind this one. It makes me feel small and dwarfed by such timeless strength. I find no beauty more stunning than the ocean and it’s creatures. Love it!
Ah, you are a lover of the sea as well…thanks VW for reading:)