The Falls of Gods
Have no need for the ephemeral
Tide pools and eddy trails
Of man
And of his fickle creations
Man sees ant
Laboring tirelessly
And thinks how
Ultimately futile these rote
Machinations of nature are
When man can see his own
Futility
Then perhaps his world
Might be expanded
But not before
As the waterfall crashes
Like a primeval storm upon
The rocks
So too
Do I and all of humanity
Crash upon the ant
So what is to keep some god
From being the
Waterfall
To our smooth and
Supposedly wise stones
No more than haughty pebbles
Are we
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
The Falls of Gods
Have no need for the ephemeral
Tide pools and eddy trails
Of man
And of his fickle creations
Man sees ant
Laboring tirelessly
And thinks how
Ultimately futile these rote
Machinations of nature are
When man can see his own
Futility
Then perhaps his world
Might be expanded
But not before
As the waterfall crashes
Like a primeval storm upon
The rocks
So too
Do I and all of humanity
Crash upon the ant
So what is to keep some god
From being the
Waterfall
To our smooth and
Supposedly wise stones
No more than haughty pebbles
Are we
