Katherine Braithwaite Poet Rhyme

What Fearsome Burning God Enjoys Our Lives

How gently,sweetly softly flowers pose,
Carnation,orchid ,daffodil and rose.
For their intricate petals form a shield
Yet bees with striped force do make them yield.
Appearances,natural or contrived,
Mixed with the wiles of  men and women thrive.
As knowing not, we pluck the apple rare
And bite its flesh,with teeth we have to bare.
We too deceive the innocent who pass
Not seeing watchers hid behind the glass.
The windows break,the dark earth quakes;
Seized is the maid and  he her virtue takes.
Beneath the surface,force and fierceness thrive.
What fearsome, burning God directs our lives?

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Nandita Das May 12, 2015 at 10:29 PM Thought provoking write. There is an underlying force a violent nature in all creation...7 Katherine Braithwaite May 13, 2015 at 11:23 AM Thank you for your perceptive comment.Yes,maybe.I was looking at some carnation flowers,admiring their intricacy and dellcacy yet in nature there is a strength and violence... it is not all sweetness and light...