Open Poetry #18 |
He Was The Creator |
nikhilparekh New Member
since 2002-01-17
Posts 6 |
If I was a minuscule brick looking as inconspicuous as a mosquito; sandwiched between several of my kind, He was the entire building; towering domineeringly over the crowded and bustling street. If I were a diminutive stalk of grass sprouting from the soil; buckling down with paramount ease under feeble draughts of wind, He was the entire space of fecund land; sprawling over thousands of kilometers. If I were an obscure wave rising in the sea; falling intermittently with the positioning of the enchanting moon, He was the entire ocean; which was incongruously colossal in size; incorporating a fleet of animate organisms in its belly. If I were a small mound of clay lying dilapidated beside the hill; with irregular strands of thread camouflaging my persona, He was the gigantic mountain; with profoundly accentuated summits; standing formidably against the most tenacious of storm. If I were an ephemeral ray of light falling on the earth; miserably unable to make the slightest of indentation in illuminating the atmosphere, He was the magnanimous sun brilliantly scintillating in the sky; radiating his omnipotent essence far and wide. If I were a disdainful cockroach loitering indolently around the lavatory seat; with sporadic incidences of devouring small ants, He was the entire jungle; impregnated with ferocious beasts; breeding the primordial dinosaur thundering his way through the mangled green. If I were a crisp note of currency; incessantly relishing my prospects of spending exorbitantly, He was the entire money which floated in this world; the conglomerate of opulent banks overflowing with cash. If I were a contemporary computer; having a battalion of intricate chips in my brain, He was the stupendous power; governing my mind as well as adroitly maneuvering the world. If I were an mystical astrologer; scientifically predicting the fortune of some of my clients, He was the one who sculptured the life of millions existing; impeccably wrote my destiny; without a trace of blemish. If I were a globule of water lying solitary on the forlorn street; being ruthlessly kicked by passing pedestrians, He was the entire expanse of vast sky; which pelted thunderously blissful droplets of rain. He was the one who had procreated the first human; from which later were spawned millions inhabiting this globe; the very reason that I was here breathing fresh air in my lungs today, Let me tell you I was an ordinary man residing amongst infinite numbers like myself; while he was the omniscient creator. NIKHIL PAREKH, (C)2001 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED http://www.Kingfisherbooks.com/Bookshop-1.htm (IN THE LAP OF MY MOTHER, MY FIRST COLLECTION OF POEMS) |
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Morcastlin Member
since 2002-01-14
Posts 244The Jersey Shore, USA |
Now that's what I call putting it into perspective!!! This is an excellent read! Bravo! |
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His Poet Senior Member
since 2001-12-18
Posts 750 |
Wow, This is marvelous. What a great description of our awesome God! You did a beautiful job of comparisons. Now I remember I'm only a speck of dust. Thanks for the reminder. Cheryl |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Yep yep yep, not a shadow of a doubt, He is our omniscient creator, and the giver of Light and Love! (big huggssssss) I love it, sweet friend, this is a fabulous perspective of true beauty! We all love you so much, sweet friend! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Nikhil, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Interesting...James |
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