Hokusai’s Great Wave

April 1, 2011 at 2:12 am (Uncategorized)

The great wave hangs endlessly near Tokyo.
At seventy-five, Hokusai had learned the patterns of nature,
so he painted the marvelous wave that does not touch the shore
but shows its white cap as it threatens to roll onward
dwarfing Mount Fuji, centered in the vastness of water,
reminding us it, too, will one day do much more.
His wave does not leave ugly sludge filled with bodies
of people vital and smiling,
alive the moment before.
There are no desperate, wounded children nearby.
The great wave hangs in beauty
in faultless harmony;
destruction and loss forever an act undone.

© 2011 C. Harter Amos

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