# God’s Blue Throne
The land is blanketed with grass and trees
But briefly. Then within its shroud of snow
It lies entombed in ice amid the freeze,1
Inert, dim light above, and none below.
Its lifeless monuments, the craggy heights,
Hold sway above the silent ice-draped plains,
While fossils of forgotten trilobites
Erode into unnumbered limestone grains
And blow to sea. But ah! the sea, the sea!
The sea has ever lived, has never ceased.
Its plankton exhale life at God's decree;2
Its depths provide our food and promised feast.3
God makes the sea abundant, vital, rife;
1: This poem describes the Ice Age.
2: The primary source of oxygen in the atmosphere is plankton.
3: See Talmud Bavli Bava Basra 75a. "The Holy One, blessed is He, will one day make a meal for the righteous from the flesh of the Leviathan."
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