Sunday, May 27, 2012

Approaching Patmos


Each motion of the waves courses
age through arthritic limbs, now
bound within strips of leather.
The galley slaves moan, in unison,
maintaining a tempo with their oars.
The barren rock approaches, larger
than anticipated with only
catacomb-caves to offer shelter
from sun’s heat. It will end here,
alone but for God. A fear swells
within, not of isolation or even death,
but a fear of revelation.


Patmos Pictures
This photo of Patmos is courtesy of TripAdvisor

10 comments:

geraldthewriter.com said...

Fear of Revelation...hmmmm, yeah.

Patricia said...

Good morning Glynn...what a beautiful, thought provoking write.
Alone, but for God... yes.

Robbie Pruitt said...

Great poem Glynn!

"Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, be afraid of the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell." - Matthew 10:28

Louise Gallagher said...

That is a powerful line -- 'alone but for God'. wow!

JofIndia said...

"but a fear of revelation"

So telling..

"Depart from me, for I am a sinful man, O Lord..."

Martha J. M. Orlando said...

So very powerful!
Blessings!

diana said...

Yeah...I kinda get that. Fear of revelation, indeed. Powerful post - thank you. (Where is the picture taken?)

nance said...

John

Megan Willome said...

I like this poem, and I had no idea what Patmos looked like.

For me, revelation is way scarier than death.

S. Etole said...

Such revelation in your closing.