Helmeted Brain and Tectonic Plates
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Athena and Poseidon do not meet inside
My mind and doubtless not inside my heart.
They face each other off: she virgin bride
Of wisdom, he who gives the earth a start
With shockwaves from the depths of troubled seas.
She looks calm like logic in a marble mind.
His trident shakes because he disagrees
With normal order. Violence combined
With cataclysm is his contention.
Her rationality is like a shield
With spear. She counters with comprehension.
She thinks. She reasons that she will not yield.
..And yet they both are part of the divine.
….The Greeks knew both deserved a holy shrine.