The Cataclysm
When a great wave disturbs the ocean cold And throws the bottom waters to the sky, Strange apparitions on the surface lie, Great battered vessels, stripped of gloss and gold, And, writhing in their pain, sea-monsters old, Who stain the waters with a bloody dye, With unaccustomed mouths bellow and cry And vex the waves with struggling fin and fold. And with these too come little trivial things Tossed from the deeps by the same casual hand; A faint sea flower, dragged from the lowest sand, That will not undulate its luminous wings In the slow tides again, lies dead and swings Along the muddy ripples to the land.
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"When a great wave disturbs the ocean cold..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Edward Shanks delivers a powerful performance in "The Cataclysm"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...