How beautifully ironic,
That the bottle thoughtlessly cast
Out into the sea
Is gently carried by the currents
Away towards the center,
Where all the plastics meet:
A sea of garbage,
Astounding all who see,
Becoming what no lone bottle
Could ever be.
i took this as a metaphor, rather than a serious parallel to pollution. I see it as a symbol for the human race- we all may feel alone at some point, cast into an ocean of despair, yet we happen upon many others who are in the "same boat" and see that we, ourselves are not alone. Together we are as strong as garbage taking over the vast sea! And together we are, as we always have been, connected; never lonesome, always one.
Simple, yet elegant... and wonderful topic. The human race has some serious work to do in stopping pollution.
ReplyDeletei took this as a metaphor, rather than a serious parallel to pollution. I see it as a symbol for the human race- we all may feel alone at some point, cast into an ocean of despair, yet we happen upon many others who are in the "same boat" and see that we, ourselves are not alone. Together we are as strong as garbage taking over the vast sea! And together we are, as we always have been, connected; never lonesome, always one.
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