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.
This photo of Patmos is courtesy of TripAdvisor
10 comments:
Fear of Revelation...hmmmm, yeah.
Good morning Glynn...what a beautiful, thought provoking write.
Alone, but for God... yes.
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
That is a powerful line -- 'alone but for God'. wow!
"but a fear of revelation"
So telling..
"Depart from me, for I am a sinful man, O Lord..."
So very powerful!
Blessings!
Yeah...I kinda get that. Fear of revelation, indeed. Powerful post - thank you. (Where is the picture taken?)
John
I like this poem, and I had no idea what Patmos looked like.
For me, revelation is way scarier than death.
Such revelation in your closing.
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