I m m e n s i t y

Some Thoughts on Enormity

I

Surrounded by blue immensities
& crashing in flurries ah foam
it's eazy ta forget we're tiny parts
ah the deep
bringing froth
ta many a beach . . .
ah!
sunlight glistening –
cool, wet stone!

II

When billows break on hard boulders
then shimmer like jewels in sunlight
what should we do?

Lament our immanent evaporation
or rejoice that – fer a moment –
we reflect the sky's light?

Hear the author read this poem.
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Philyra: What I like about this is the guy realizes he's small.

Elijah: The whole notion of size is relative.

Andrei: Hmm. This poem is insufficiently concrete. It isn't clear whether
we're talking about a single human or abstract energy vortices.

Ellesha: Is there a difference?

Jules: Don't allow metaphysics to warp your common sense. Too much philosophy makes us foolish.

Philyra:		What I like about this is the guy realizes he's small.
Elijah:		The whole notion of size is relative.
Andrei:		Hmm. This poem is insufficiently concrete. It isn't clear whether we're talking about a single human or abstract energy vortices.
Ellesha:		Is there a difference?
Jules:		Don't allow metaphysics to warp your common sense. Too much philosophy makes us foolish.