Nov 142013
Strolling in a random mood, random clouds
Disclose a sky unpatterned, whereon I brood
"How life behaves, how the world is made!"
Striding hills disclose apportioned woods
Brushed bare of bush--a dell within the wood
Discloses its roughened tongue of telling green;
Kneeling in the roughened grass, politely parted,
Discloses dandruffed jimson, butterweed and chives;
And one long flower's uttering bud, mussed and tussled,
Discloses saffron tassels, with brilliant pollens laid;
And pollen's golden wand, waved and handled,
Discloses slyly a tensile spine where florid saps
Flow slow along the intruding thumb, and stop.

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