When gods ruled the earth...
Mighty Zeus wrathfully hurled thunderbolts,
Apollo captured the snow-clad peaks with his radiance
While goddesses reclined, drew their misty shrouds over the summit of Olympus.
In those days men fought each other
But enemies alike were prostrated by the fury of their gods on the battle-fields
Cowering as one in humility at the signs of Zeus lightning spears.
- They worshipped, they feared these gods -
Unlike man today who worships himself.
From one frost-piqued spindly twig to another
From as if suspended in time,
The tautened gossamer is crystallised like sugar
While the spider crawls to shelter with frost-bitten toes.
With blue faded transparency, cold yet delicate,
Were seated two ancient Chinese gentlemen
Etched from base stone.
Their wispy moustaches drooping heavily with wisdom
As with eternal patience they considered their board,
Such sage gentlemen - lost in thoughts profound.
To be sure, their world is timeless.