Posted by
Daniel Crandall on Monday, April 09, 2007 12:41:22 AM
I finally got around to reading Tolkien's wonderful poem, "
Mythopoeia". It is something I will come back to again and again and again. There are so many great gems contained within its 10 stanzas.
Not the least of which is its opening, which tells me that Tolkien understood athiesm better than the athiests.
You look at trees and label them just so,
(for trees are 'trees,' and growing is 'to grow');
you walk the earth and tread with solemn pace
one of the many minor globes of Space:
a star's a star, some matter in a ball
compelled to courses mathematical
amid the regimented, cold, Inane,
where destined atoms are each moment slain.
Not much imagination among those folks, eh?