Sonnet #13: Pselm 1
Across this land I've walked & I have rode
I've gazed on works of man both old and new
From coquina walls where Spaniards once strode
To tower'd heights in New York City's milieu
From Point Reyes' lamphouse to Portland's light
Man's deeds do sure impress this mind of mine
But where in all this grand show of our might
Can a thing be found to compare with thine?
Our towns thou wipes away in mere minutes
Nature we've conquered? A mere foggy notion.
Our cities all in their great resplendence
Are naught compared with the deep blue ocean.
And if these are but things which you've created,
Then to thee much more greatness is fated!
*note: Pselm: a portmanteau of "Psalm" & "Seth", to mean "One of Seth's Psalms"
