Gaya stirred, moved beneath the ocean, <br />caused uproar in the realm of Poseidon. <br />Frenzied with rage, frothing at the mouth, <br />his chargers rushed her idyllic shores, <br />lashing them with merciless waves, <br />exacting vengeance, venting his wrath, <br />while the gods stood by helpless. <br /> <br />Gaya weeps for her lost children, <br />tears like rivers flow to Poseidon, <br />a peace offering, a holy libation; <br />Poseidon accepts, ends the suffering. <br />Wounds and scars may heal soon, <br />but the ghost of memory will linger on; <br />It’ll come to life when Gaya moves again. <br /> <br />*Gaya is mother earth in Greek mythology <br />Poseidon is god of the seas.<br /><br />Isam Hussain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tsunami-boxing-day-2004-south-east-asia/
