What if the Titanic disaster was
earth’s early warning system?
What if ice communicates like tree roots,
and the word came back to bite:
Bite now! Let over-reachers know that harm will return as harm, that earth’s surface will act for her as mankind believes it acts for a god.
And so the iceberg drew the Titanic
to her just enough to assert authority
but not enough to kill her—weakness of
design and of command did the rest,
and anthropocentric till the last breath,
humans ignored the iceberg’s point of view.
No one addressed the ice and asked
“Who or what are you? What do you need? How can we share this planet? Let your heart and our gods speak.
Is it possible that some ice, receding
over 100 years later, still waits for an answer?