Oh, great and mighty ancient terror of the high seas
Untouchable by sword, by spear, even man's harpoon
Your nostrils flame, mouth ringed with fearsome teeth
When you rise the brave falter and retreat in their fear
As so the light retreats away from your tremendous size
Leaving only your winding shadow and frothing sea wake
Yet do you also not kneel and bow before your creator?
So fierce and terrible, nothing but a serpent before the One
Used to teach humility’s lesson to lonesome and broken Job
Made along with Man, like Behemoth too, both from dust
Destined to return to dust, buried under blooming lotus
Like your fellow dragons, wyrms, and great terrible lizards
Are you gone from this Earth? Lying forever beneath as fossil?
Nothing more than a memory of the waves you once ruled
With thrashing tail, shielded back and fire sparking mouth
The One does not fail to speak of your great strength, Leviathan
Most alive in the rebuke of Job, your true form and name, lost
Often reduced by our meek understanding and view of nature
To be nothing more than brethren of the still living crocodilian
Do you still prowl and stalk the depths? Hidden and patient
Waiting for trial and tribulation to resurface and strike like sword!
Perhaps your strength and graceful form has left this world?
Making way for us lesser and more fragile beings of pride
Nothing on earth was your equal, without fear or weakness in body
Though fishhook cannot pull, and hunter's arrow will not pierce
King over all that are proud, was our pride perhaps too much?
About the Creator
S.K. Wilson
She/Her | Australian 🏳️⚧️ Author
My short form writing mostly falls into the absurd, strange and nonsensical. I enjoy writing micro-fiction collections, been dabbling in poetry.
Debut Arthurian fantasy novel out now! The Knights of Avalon
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Comments (4)
Oh wow, this is written so damn well. So damn descriptive and powerful
This was excellent! Loved your take on this challenge!
I love the pondering of if they survive beneath the sea. Nice job.
So mighty and powerful!