Once launched
wing we this wondrous thing aloft,
this unseen
pillar immaterial.
Yet so strong to lift us up as feather,
not machine,
to share with birds in gyre
this lifting force that drives
the scudding clouds,
and us,
along in heating day,
engineless.
Boiling uprise of heated air,
escalator of the skies
lifts us up beyond
high-rise human Babel.
Look down on the patchwork-quilt of earth,
or
look up to highest heaven;
either way elicits praise.
And in our up-welling silent progress
we learn faith’s meaning from this
thermal metaphor –
we stay aloft by the substance
of things unseen,
by evidence only hoped for.
James Gagiikwe © 2008
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As I was reading, I thought about the first person ever to ride a thermal updraft was? He (or she) really had to have some faith to take that first leap.
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Thanks for the answer back. Doesn't matter how long it too. Don't know why I was thinking thermal nuclear war... perhaps I was having a bad day or something. Dunno don't remember. But I re-read the poem. And since you said it wasn't the war. I guess I was reading it in a different light because I do find that I like it. Good write. Thanks for sharing.
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thermals as in thermal nuclear war right? If so...
BAD THING TO HAPPEN. Interesting write
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trekkgirl
I am replying to your comment of Oct 12 regarding the poem Thermals. I am sorry that I have not been available before this time to respond.
No, not thermals as in thermal nuclear war. Thermals as updrafts of heated air; used by sail planes [and birds] to provide lift.
Live long and prosper.
JG
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Wonderful
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Great write James, 'engineless' looking down on humanity habitat and up to the unknown of the heavens. You take me with you by your imagery and word use.
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Beautiful write. Metaphor of faith, imagery of flight - the final three lines sum up perfectly.
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There's a couple of lines in here that are spectacular.
L8-12, especially "engineless" this stands a lone perfectly, reminds the reader of their own organic nature. L23-35 these lines are a perfect summation of the art of faith (something i do not have), almost made me jealous
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Awesome write Great imagery written here This would win Gold probably if it were entered into appropriate contest lol Great job
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RedwingSpirit
Hi Cara.
Thanks for the encouragement.
JG
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