O’ world turning among the stars again
from deep darkest fathom to alpine drift -
in shaking mountain ash in molten rain
and in currents and winds and plates that shift.
Nomadic wildebeest in legions herd
million dark across an African plain,
and ‘neath the mighty taloned hunting bird
beasts of prey over a great kingdom reign.
Alas lobtail singing whales depth to shore
beach on the killing sands - and on sea wing
great ocean albatross the upwinds soar
beyond far blue horizons wandering.
Like the wild oyster and mother of pearl
our blue planet is a mother of worlds.
Written: November 2001
Categories:
upwinds, nature,
Form: Sonnet