I just finished writing this after sitting on my balcony and appreciating a incandescent sun-set. This is a original poem that was written today! Hope you enjoy:
A prayer to nature
As I recline and ponder the vast unknowns of your beauty,
I wonder if I should.
Should I attempt to grasp the contours of your wonder
With my thick-clumsy words?
Must I notate your verse when scribbles would only injure
The immovable delicacy of your rythme?
I wonder if you’d love me, strong-artful evening
If you knew of my restless heart and lustful soul.
Would you weigh my distractions
Like Anubis currency on the scales of final judgement?
Sweet darling, wondrous-obtusity,
To which meadowy brook do your rivers flow?
To what craggy peak does your hope aspire-
Clouds carrying and condensing freedom?
I can only bask in the zephyr of your melodious night,
Breath deeply your sylvan scent and fragrant innocence
And remain a humble servant to the flattery of your endless mystery.
Amen.
Thanks for reading!!
***Copyright 2013. Cameron Morgan. All Rights Reserved.***
A prayer to nature
As I recline and ponder the vast unknowns of your beauty,
I wonder if I should.
Should I attempt to grasp the contours of your wonder
With my thick-clumsy words?
Must I notate your verse when scribbles would only injure
The immovable delicacy of your rythme?
I wonder if you’d love me, strong-artful evening
If you knew of my restless heart and lustful soul.
Would you weigh my distractions
Like Anubis currency on the scales of final judgement?
Sweet darling, wondrous-obtusity,
To which meadowy brook do your rivers flow?
To what craggy peak does your hope aspire-
Clouds carrying and condensing freedom?
I can only bask in the zephyr of your melodious night,
Breath deeply your sylvan scent and fragrant innocence
And remain a humble servant to the flattery of your endless mystery.
Amen.
Thanks for reading!!
***Copyright 2013. Cameron Morgan. All Rights Reserved.***
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