You are the leafless trees
That refuse to shade me
You are the dark, looming sky
That strikes fear into the hearts of many

However, you are not the snow-capped mountains
With immense beauty
The clouds that run over them
They are not you

You are a goddess
Serving Zeus
But I am Zeus
Ruling the world

I am the glaring eyes of the deer you made into a trophy
And, I am the tall, powerful mountain
That overlooks your tiny home

Don’t worry though
You can still be the insignificant trees
Of which I have thousands
The sky, which I pierce with my lightning
Whose heart this poem touches

by  Julian, 10th grade
[photo by Jason Arends via flickr]

This poem (originally published 6/10/10)  is featured as part of the 2011 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to learn more.