He dressed the day with clouds
and spilled a sea of stars
 into the night
calling each by name
The night's aria declares
His deep pleasure
The universe is intoxicated with glory.
The Autumn wind gasps
the surety of Winter
The geese, one giant wing
a moving geometry
that angles into the wind
How do they know?
  where to go
  when to stop
Trees give up leaves like paper hopes
swept into the slumberous season
The gray whale pursues the southern waters of Baja
to warm her heavy womb
How does she know?
   how to birth
   what to eat
Spring forgives the freeze
and laughs to live again
in the resurrection of color
before the ferocious Summer
The dolphins' dance is
a cadence of instinct
in waves wooed by moontide
The Earth sounds a symphony of reverence.
We build skyscrapers and businesses and poems
and the tides rush up and claim
the sand castles of our dreams
i, the crown of creation
trifling, a mark of punctuation,
know less than the beasts
that play and live as they ought.
— know?
He dressed the day with clouds and spilled a sea of stars  into the night calling each by name The night’s aria declares His deep pleasure The universe is intoxicated with glory. The Autumn wind gasps the surety of Winter The geese, one giant wing a moving geometry that angles into the wind How…
139 responses to “— know?”
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Thank you for liking “America’s Ancient Past: Part 2.” Wonderful poem! 🙂 I like the beautiful imagery that blossoms from your words. I enjoyed sharing your sense of wonder at the mysteries of the universe. 🙂
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Appreciate the thoughtful feedback. =) Visit was my pleasure.
HW
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Wonders of natures has been wonderfully described in the poem. Whatever is given by nature is the best but one thing perplexes me, as to what return gift we give to the mother nature!
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A remarkably thoughtful question, H. Off the top of my head, I would think we would best honor her by living and acting in keeping with her rhythms and cycles. But we don’t. I appreciate the hearty support today.
Blessings,
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Words of wisdom madam.
Regards
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you really have a way with words, beautiful. I’m a fan. 🙂
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Very sweet of you, Chris. =)
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More of this please. 🙂 never fails to soothe a cluttered mind.
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Ha ha ha ha. Actually, I was going to say I’m put out bc I think this was one of my better ones and am not sure I can pull one off again lol. The best I can offer at the moment is the poetry category under My Topics on my sidebar. =)
Thanks for the encouragement.
Diana
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Haha i’m sure there’s more from you Diana. Really 🙂 and to tell you honestly i enjoy reading your pieces, this one especially 🙂
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You’re too much. I need to whack the bushes in my head for more. But I need to roll out the series that’s been waiting to see day, soon. =)
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Stunning, Diana. Thank you for the generosity of your imagination and soul. xo
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Thanks, Chloe. I thought you’d seen this but it never gets old, clinking these two gold cents of commendation. =)
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Beautiful description! Loved this one 🙂
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Thanks for letting me know, Swetha. =)
Takes you into fairy world… with a caress of sensitive love! 🙂 claudine
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=) Appreciate the lovely feedback. Thx for the support.
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