the gods, the creators

Watch the heaven’s waterfall of light
piercing downward at lurking darkness
lying underneath the cracked walking grounds
of the giants—
hear only their murmurs
too grand to hear,
follow the water-rippling boat sailing slowly
across the purple indigo sparkling milky way
night sky, wondering
where the mightier minds are going,
listen to the roaring rage of the unknown
beings who nests our universe in their infinite minds
pulling back the tall shrubs
and receding oceans which
cower in fear,
hold out our hands for
the spilling sun of the grander gods
only from a glint of Their imagination
we too mortal to wholly see.


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