Thursday, January 8, 2015

ON A Naturalist

O' feathery world,
Let him feel
Thy suspense
And thy secret
When curiosity follows
Thy shape
Thy beeps
Always the wonder
A wandering cloud
A wandering wind
A night
A day
A river's flow
A volcano
The mountain hail
And all in all
Our breath
Our life
Aye,let him dig to..
The truth

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