i stood in the middle of a frozen northern river
enduring the wind,
the north wind.
" bow down, mortal, i am the north wind. "
" i will not bow to you. "
i stood on the great prairie beneath the arrogant
endless sky, insignificant beneath
that sky.
" bow down, mortal, i am the eternal sky. "
" i will not bow down to you."
i stood on the shore of the great water feeling
its ebb and flow, watching its waves
pound the shore.
" bow down, mortal, i am the great sea. "
" i will not bow down to you. "
mortal
i am.
insignificant
am i
before wind,
and
sea ,
and
sky.
but
i am
and i will stand
before the wind
beside the sea
under the sky.
Love this poem, John, and its wisdom. We humans are mortal and insignificant on this wondrous planet; and we don't own it; we share it with everyone and everything else. Wish more humans felt the same.
Note: Since my husband's cancer surgery 4/25/05, this book content has been integrated into the public speaking content for audiences interested in a sassy approach to personal and/or community awareness events. Another chapbook on intimate love poet
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such a feeling i got from reading this
got to visit you more
good job!!!
although i am a slave to nature :)
Love Tinka
Reindeer
A beautiful one, John...Peace thru Nature, Ed & Rufuz
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)