Robinson Jeffers writes, “The wild God of the world is sometimes merciful to those that ask for mercy, not often to the arrogant. You do not know him, you communal people, or you have forgotten him; intemperate and savage, the hawk remembers him; beautiful and wild, the hawks, and the men that are dying, remember him.”
What I like best about this quote
is his reference to a wild god. I imagine a timeless boundless God. A God that honors and exhibits compassion. For those of us who believe in God, these are attributes I believe God holds.
Last but not least, I think Jeffers knew, but maybe it wasn’t the time, our God and the God of the hawk is not limited to gender.
Lastly, I think Jeffers is right in who remembers this God. I believe it is born in the vacuüm of the power relinquished.