Leviathan...

This is the black sea-brute bulling through wave- wrack, Ancient as ocean’s shifting hills, who in sea-toils Travelling, who furrowing the salt acres Heavily, his wake hoary behind him, Shoulders spouting, the fist of his forehead Over wastes gray-green crashing, among horses unbroken From bellowing fields, past bone-wreck of vessels, Tide-ruin, wash of lost bodies bobbing No longer sought for, and islands of ice gleaming Who ravening the rank flood, wave-marshalling, Overmastering the dark sea-marches, finds home And harvest. ----- from Leviathan by W.S.Merwin

Leviathan is a sea-monster but the word is also used to describe something large and powerful ... caught between the billowing cloud and the angry sea , sometimes we are nothing but the speck of that boat - tossed and turned , flung and battered with no direction , no control of where we are going - our wishes and desires have no meaning , our dreams have no paths...decisions that are made far above us control our destinies .. unfair yes but that is what life is ! I hope that the little boat survives ..