The Beauty of Nature. |
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God, when you thought of a pine tree,
How did you think of a star? How did you dream of the Milky Way To guide us from afar. How did you think of a clean brown pool Where flecks of shadows are? |
God, when you thought of a cobweb,
How did you think of dew? |
How did you know a spider's house
Had shingles bright and new? |
How did you know the human folk
Would love them like they do? |
God, when you patterned a bird song,
Flung on a silver string, How did you know the ecstasy That crystal call would bring? |
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How did you think of a bubbling throat And a darling speckled wing? |
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God, when you chiseled a raindrop,
How did you think of a stem, Bearing a lovely satin leaf To hold the tiny gem? |
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How did you know a million drops Would deck the morning's hem? |
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Why did you mate the moonlit night With the honeysuckle vines? How did you know Madeira bloom Distilled ecstatic wines? |
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How did you weave the velvet disk Where tangled perfumes are? |
God, when you thought of a pine tree, How did you think of a star? |
samedi 13 septembre 2014
Beauty That'll Take Your Breath Away...
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