Sahil
Oh, mighty sea, how you sing,
A melody that makes my heart ring.
Your waves crash upon the shore,
A symphony that I adore.
The rhythm of your ebb and flow,
A dance that fills my soul with glow.
The salty air, the misty spray,
A nature's wonder, night and day.
The creatures that call you home,
A harmony in their own dome.
The whales, the dolphins, the fish,
A world beneath, a secret wish.
And as I stand upon your shore,
I feel your power more and more.
Your vastness, your endlessness,
A beauty that leaves me breathless.
Oh, mighty sea, how you sing,
A tribute to nature's majestic wing.
Your song will echo through the ages,
A timeless tune for all the stages.
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Sahil
About the Creator
A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
By Rob Angeli3 days ago in Poets
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