the eye of Zeus

He sits:
Swirling,
Unfurling,
Unleashing,
Pure cosmic furie
Within ceaseless
Eternal spirals,
That roar with thunder;
Within an alien
Broiling sky.
And with
Preter-natural strength
There slowly turns to form,
A hideous thing;
Huge,
Powerful,
Recognizable,
unborn.
A single blistering
Haunted eye!
Blazing red
Yet with an
Eternal innocence of a child.
And he simply stares
Never blindly,
Onward and outward,
Upon mere earth
And her mortality.
Yet, from the corner
where there might be seen,
A likeness of a tear-duct,
There slowly fills and falls,
With a fragility unknown,
A small single pale tear…