The Globe

A little O within a mighty wall
  Beyond which curves a fickle, sullen river
Scarring an island in the sea’s blue ball –-
  The greenest arrow in Great Ocean’s quiver.
See how a god’s eye view reveals earth’s wide
  Circumference, where borders melt away
And angry nations side by warring side
  Are all one land within the sea’s wide sway,
One patchwork hemisphere of sea and sod
  Lit by the full moon’s mocking smiling face --
This shouldered burden of a straining god
  Condemned to anchor earth in empty space –-
     A motley player in a sovereign robe,
     Deep heaven’s jewel, man’s wheel of fire: the Globe.

copyright 2010 Matthew J Wells