we trudge across this trackless void
toward the mountains which never move
shoulder to shoulder, billions of souls
flow as the ocean's tide across a vast plain
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Your poem is an allegory in epic terms of the while history of humankind, but not in terms of a narrative rather a procession toward an elusive goal. The MOUNTAINS THAT NEVER MOVE are not so much a destination which make us aware of what is intractable in our destiny and eludes our ability to overcome it. But even there human ingenuity prevails as people wonder might be on the other side - perhaps new fields ripe for occupation by people, a new beginning, a fresh start with the same hopes and dreams that make us human. Great Epic poem! !
Daniel, as always, your insightful and deeply reflective comments add layers of additional contemplation. Always an enjoyable adventure having poetry probed by a keen poetic mind as yours. Thanks again, my friend.
Very powerful image of mankind trudging - all the same, really, but killing ach other for our differences. The restless sea of mankind that cannot be tamed. And yet it will be tamed. (Revelation 21: 1-5) - the sea is no more.
Yes, at the point beyond every effort of mankind, there lies the hope of ultimate peace, when the sea is no more. Thanks, Laurie!
I love this one Seamus even in war they need to have an end goal and if reaching beyond the mountains that never move, which I adore that line, its something to keep them focus and something to work towards and achieve. A beautful powerful write and it reads wonderfully ;) Annette