The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea —
Forgets her own locality —
As I — toward Thee —

She knows herself an incense small —
Yet small — she sighs — if All — is All —
How larger — be?

The Ocean — smiles — at her Conceit —
But she, forgetting Amphitrite —
Pleads — “Me”?

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3 Comments

  1. Mar says:

    Think of yourself as a drop in the ocean. How large would you need to be to be “significant”? Now, think of your place in the universe, how “large” do you need to be to be recognized? We all want to be accepted by a larger power (whatever form/belief that takes), but in our conceit we forget that the universe, and the likes of Poseidon, are ultimately unfaithful to such desires. Still, with that said, it does not hurt to pray for “me”. Good luck!

  2. frumpo says:

    God and Truth are boundless and inscrutable; yet as our knowledge increases, we continue asking impossible questions.

  3. Shimon Weinroth says:

    The poet expresss a certain irreverance when for the drop she wrestles and pleads not to accept the place in the organiztion of things, but this is very human for we are all all not at rest when seeing ourselves in retrospect. The following poem expresses the organization of the heirarchy.

    The Heirarchy

    Great systems have smaller systems
    That feed on divinity
    Smaller sytems have lesser systems
    And so on to infinity

    Shimon Weinroth

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