Sunday, 22 July 2012

The Sunday Posts 2012/Grain of sand

A Grain Of Sand

If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
There is no reason to suppose
Our earth the only one.
'Mid countless constellations cast
A million worlds may be,
With each a God to bless or blast
And steer to destiny.

Just think! A million gods or so
To guide each vital stream,
With over all to boss the show
A Deity supreme.
Such magnitudes oppress my mind;
From cosmic space it swings;
So ultimately glad to find
Relief in little things.

For look! Within my hollow hand,
While round the earth careens,
I hold a single grain of sand
And wonder what it means.
Ah! If I had the eyes to see,
And brain to understand,
I think Life's mystery might be
Solved in this grain of sand.

Robert William Service
Photo by Alistair.


Twisted Scottish Bastard said...

Hmmm...delusions of grandeur.

Not you Alistair, Service.

Indigo Roth said...

Hey Alistair, I really like the sentiment here, but I'm with Mr. Bastard. I think Blake said it better, anyway. *wanders off, grumbling* Indigo

Alistair said...

Ah well - there's always another chance to please this weekend...


Rebecca S. said...

Well, I find relief in little things, anyway. (by the way - my nephew is in Edinburgh right now, gearing up for the fringe festival. If you see a handsome, bearded tall lad named Christopher, say hello :)

Alistair said...

Me too Rebecca.

I hope your nephew is waterproof! Seems like it's been raining for weeks. Today's been the best for a while.

Edinburgh is a lovely city and absolutely at its best during the festival. I hope he enjoys himself!

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