A stranger the world calls strange,
For reasons stranger
Walks in no search but solitude
In trails the strangest
When the trees of the boulevard ask
Have you touched him
He says, yes of course
In your supple green
When the warblers in the skies ask
Have you heard him
He says, yes of course
In your saccharine song
When the winds wholly wayward ask
Have you felt him
He says, yes of course
In your silent breeze
When the stars of the nightfall ask
Have you seen him
He says, yes of course
In your silvery light
When the mortals under oblivion ask
Have you found him
He says, yes of course
In thy part, in my heart
In our nature and so I walk.
-R-
PS:"Nature is the art of God"- Dante Alighieri.
9 comments:
Divine read...
Indeed, in all the essence, he be felt. Me can't help but smile all through the poem. :)
aJ
Beautiful...:)
Loved it :)
Beautiful! A perfect morning read. :)
luved it..
and i have always told u..i lovee ur poetry :)
serene and wonderfully penned :)
sarah
wow.. Loved it .. freshhhhhhh
Bikram's
lovely...loved it.
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