Posted on 01/08/2002 9:58:23 AM PST by Sabertooth
War clouds loom on many horizons, and yet unlikely stories from far, untraveled paths are sometimes so powerful they turn our heads from the rumbles of tombs and rumors of bombs. So it is, in these past few days, that many eyes across the world have turned to Kenya, to witness the inconceivable friendship grown between a young lioness and an baby antelope.
In a time when man is killing man for thoughts, defense, and vengeance where good and evil are contending on a vast scale, and though the outcome is certain, the struggle will be long and bloody How is it that since about Christmastime, a fearsome predator, might hearken to an echo of mercy and take up with its prey?
Scientists will seek to explain it to us. They have much knowledge and may very well answer the question, "how?" There will surely be truth in what they tell.
And yet and yet
Why?
The Oryx and the Lioness
Young oryx and her lioness arose
And stretched. Our distant ken then dimly yawned:
Her orphan had no dam... Yet, love? God knows.
We smiled that cat and kid had purred and fawned.She hearkened to the antelope as hers,
A roar of Judah's past and future fleece.
Deep in the darkest countenance, what stirs?
What breath behooves ferocious hearts to peace?Their paths now crossed, her oryx at her side,
The lioness approached the pond to drink.
But nature's other hungers crouch and hide;
In underbrush, a fateful pride may slink..By other jaws, her oryx lamb was met
Isaiah's oracle is not quite yet.
Thanks. I don't claim inspiration, but there are a few things posted on my profile page. Another one I posted recently is...
Chronoglyphics
I disagree with all the cannabis posters that it's psychedelic. It was very realistic. I loved it until the last two lines, "true myth" (which anyway isn't true, it's still mythology, maybe that's what you were getting at); I have an aversion to mythology, having come out of all of that counterfeit misery into Truth/joy, but it's your poem, not mine, and all but the last two lines were amazing.
I think you were contemplating God and got a little taken aback and reeled in the spirituality, made it more worldly towards the end, but that's just my two unsolicited, unasked for, drachmas. Thanks again for the poems.
Incredible words, incredible poet.
What I was getting at was the concept of mythic truth and the One True Myth, as seen in Tolkien and Lewis.
Here's an account of their famous conversation that led to Lewis' conversion to Christ...
"Mythos" in Greek means story or plot, not something false. Both the poorly thought-out scientific reductionism and literalist fundamentalism unite to destroy a proper appreciation of story in the sense Tolkien meant it. Even C.S. Lewis, certainly a classically educated man, originally thought of the Greek and other primordial myths as "lies," until on a walk with Tolkien, the latter suddenly turned in one of those great moments of revelation and firmly said, "they are not lies." The "true myth" of the Gospel is "a myth that has really happened," Tolkien said, but because it is through God's gift that men are story tellers, every story is a partial reflection of the True Light that has come into the world, from man's beginnings to the present. God expresses himself through the minds of poets. The difference was that God is the poet who made the true story of the Gospel. This revelation, a personal word from Tolkien to Lewis, was so earthshaking that shortly after, Lewis became a Christian and began his own famous mythmaking about the great war at the heart of all myths.
What I was speaking to is the hidden mythic context that pervades our existence. The Truth that exists in the Universe that eludes material explanation, yet is so tantalizingly close that we often take it for granted... and I think you and I both agree that we shouldn't.
Isaiah's oracle is not quite yet.
Whoa, chills again. This duo came together around Christmas time, according to the article, and inspired African Christians... and this beautiful poem. Mysterious ways, indeed.(^: Thank you so much for adding me to your ping list, Sabertooth.
Miss Am.P., I am in agreement! This is a slice of the goodness yet to come! Kinda like a tease....something to whet your apetite? The end is nearer...Come Lord Jesus, Come!
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