I was thinking I might take a cruise—
To somewhere with long Canadian light,
Where darkness, deep, is not so much,
And brighter flowers fill long sun hours,
Just south of Alaskan permafrost.
To view the bears, grizzled or white,
and glaciers glistening rainbow-bright,
Both, calving, one in summer, one not,
‘Mid frigid fingerprints of God.
Where spike and spire stand rock solid, bold,
As they’ve always done, since days of old,
And my little cruise ship will putter by,
Unnoticed by the massive sky.
Minute speck on the glacial slate,
Finite glitter, by grandeur great.
Great images throughout. I like these last lines best:
And my little cruise ship will putter by,
Unnoticed by the massive sky.
Minute speck on the glacial slate,
Finite glitter, by grandeur great.
I’m a big fan of the theme that we are inconsequential in comparison to nature’s greatness. You’ve handled it well here.
I loved your imagery which made me want to go there too.
Spike and spire stand rock solid, bold. Long Canadian light and brighter flowers. These are some of my favourites.