avatarWarren Brown

Summary

The web content is a poetic reflection on the presence of ancient gods in the modern world, symbolized by the natural phenomena of birds flying and light in the sky.

Abstract

The poem "A Ripple in the Sky" invites readers to ponder the existence of the Greek gods, questioning whether they might still be observing humanity from above. It draws a parallel between the flight of birds and the subtle signs of divine presence, suggesting that the gods could be as real as the viewers themselves. The poem describes a celestial event, possibly the awakening of a god, as a new dawn filled with life and abundance, hinting at the continuous cycle of creation and rebirth. Accompanied by captivating imagery, the poem implies that the wonders of the world, such as the ripple in the sky, are manifestations of the divine, gifting us with the miracle of existence.

Opinions

  • The author seems to entertain the idea that mythological gods could be real, suggesting a connection between ancient myths and the natural world.
  • There is a sense of wonder and awe in the description of natural events, which are portrayed as divine occurrences.
  • The poem conveys a belief in the interconnectedness of nature, human activity (like farming and winemaking), and the divine.
  • The use of imagery, such as the "eyelids of the Goddess" and "gossamer wings of a butterfly," suggests a delicate and intimate relationship between the observer and the divine.
  • The author appears to find evidence of the gods' existence in the beauty and rhythm of the natural world, encouraging readers to look for such signs in their surroundings.

Poetry

A Ripple in the Sky

The birds fly in a wave across the skies

Photo by Shubham Shrivastava on Unsplash

Is it possible to imagine? That the Gods of Olympus, Are they looking down on us? It is that hard to believe, That somewhere in time, Where myths and legends lie, Gods exist, just like you and I?

I saw a ripple in the sky, It was a flock of birds, Flying free across the sky. There was a silver shimmer, Very slight like a tiny glimmer. The eyelids of the Goddess fluttered, Like the gossamer wings of a butterfly. Did I imagine the ripple in the sky?

There was a shining light in the sky, As the God of Creation opened an Eye. When both eyes opened to illuminate the Earth, It was the dawn of a new creation and a new birth. The Goddess was adorned with her lovely floral finery, While the farmers collected grapes for the winery. There was a glimmer, a flutter and a ripple in the sky, The miracle of life is a gift that keeps giving, from on high.

Photo by Ioann-Mark Kuznietsov on Unsplash
Poetry
Sky
Gods Presence
Creation
Zen Poetry
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