Monday, November 24, 2014

6102. UNUSUAL CONUNDRUM

UNUSUAL CONUNDRUM
Man the measure of all things; I've heard that
before. It's unproven, it's not true, it's a mess.
Here's the steeple of some dumb little church;
deep-valley, hills, waterways, tree-lined roads.
So totally beautiful in and of itself, you'd wonder 
why 'Man' ever arrived. Yet, let's look, what would
it be without that? Certainly not the dainty church, 
which professes all his beliefs. Only the manner of 
Nature then takes over  -  the love of the gulch, the 
copse in the truer heart of Man. If not, then, why
do we lie in the Earth, interred for the ages like 
some courageous bee, just awaiting that first 
warm day to spring back into Life?

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