The Beautiful Changes….
One wading a Fall meadow finds on all sides
The Queen Anne’s Lace lying like lilies
On water; it glides
So from the walker, it turns
Dry grass to a lake, as the slightest shade of you
Valleys my mind in fabulous blue Lucernes.
The beautiful changes as a forest is changed
By a chameleon’s tuning his skin to it;
As a mantis, arranged
On a green leaf, grows
Into it, makes the leaf leafier, and proves
Any greenness is deeper than anyone knows.
Your hands hold roses always in a way that says
They are not only yours; the beautiful changes
In such kind ways,
Wishing ever to sunder
Things and things’ selves for a second finding, to lose
For a moment all that it touches back to wonder.
August 19, 2011 at 16:44
August 19, 2011 at 16:46
‘Maybe they are happy because they know that something, however small, is about to get fixed. That life, after all, has its managable moments.’–Molly McCloskey
August 19, 2011 at 16:53
Change always comes bearing gifts. ~Price Pritchett
August 19, 2011 at 16:59
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Quite nice… I’ve never made a link to the nature of a chameleon.
August 19, 2011 at 17:16
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