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Valsa George

Mere Spectators

There is no use volleying out our commands
Or pouring out our wrath in rave and rants
As Time levels and heaps with dispassionate hands
Like the desert winds across the dunes of sands

When everything happens in concentric rotation
Who are we to question the divine dispensation
We can only yield without consternation
And bow down ourselves in subordination

Submitted: Saturday, July 06, 2013
Edited: Saturday, July 06, 2013

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  • Gold Star - 13,083 Points Akhtar Jawad (10/28/2014 9:57:00 AM)

    Right Valsa but who asked Him to give us a life, who asked Him to create ourselves. There are many questions that have no answer. Anyway carry on. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,891 Points Patricia Grantham (7/28/2013 6:50:00 PM)

    Yes we are mere spectators in the arena of life. Our ultimate destiny lies
    in the hands of the Creator. We are not in control of our destiny as we think
    we are. We can't control the rain that falls nor the Sun that shines but we can
    choose what we can do with our lives. Thanks for sharing this creative write. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 7,229 Points Heather Wilkins (7/12/2013 11:13:00 AM)

    with patience life will work out its problems. If we can only learn to endure for awhile. Just sit back and let it pass. No need to fret and stew. so well stated in your poem11357 (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,023 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (7/8/2013 11:10:00 AM)

    Yet we question when divine dispensation results in tragedies affecting fellow beings. We do whatever is humanly possible. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,621 Points Walterrean Salley (7/8/2013 9:49:00 AM)

    When everything happens in concentric rotation
    Who are we to question the divine dispensation
    We can only yield without consternation
    And bow down ourselves in subordination

    Truth speaks for itself. Well penned. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 107 Points David Wood (7/8/2013 5:23:00 AM)

    It is always best to sit back and let what ever the problem is pass overhead. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 71 Points Yasmeen Khan (7/7/2013 11:51:00 AM)

    Divine will is there dominant and over-powering but humans are the masters of their souls, not merely spectators. The use of metaphors is good. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,402 Points Dinesh Nair (7/6/2013 10:48:00 AM)

    Why this idea of subordination at all? Why do you paint the divinity as if it has an emperor`s mindset? Man assumes, presumes and often ventures into manipulations.
    Reference to 'Things happening in a concentric rotation' is a debatable presumption and the random check up of life or its left overs will prove the same in due course of time.
    As a mere spectator, I doubt whether you can speak high of the divinity and probably a blatant observation things are absolutely going well will be more welcome if you intend to drive home the notion of divine designs.
    As for the fineness of format, the poem is superb. (Report) Reply

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