Saturday, June 19, 2010

The Knot



It's good to be as shapely as the circles on the fence.
The metal-work is crisp and neat and bold.
The knot in the tree is shapeless; what to say in its defence?
It's gnarled, it's rough, it's rugged and it's old.
But, somehow, nothing human ever really quite achieves,
The beauty of a tree against the sky.
Our efforts can't compete with bark and trunk and boughs and leaves!
I wonder why we ever even try!


(An Acrostic suggested by Acrostics Only)

Its history stretches way, way back, into the distant past.
Natural wonders and buildings that will, forever, last.
Delhi was a city replete with history;
Indira Ghandi was famous for political oratory.
As one of earth's greatest countries we respect its way of life
And trust its future is peaceful, with the minimum of strife.


Margaret Gosden said...

Nature evolves and human nature with a brain of its own may want to create. Both are innate characteristics and therefore not in competition. It is all part of the same process, is it not, as nature inspires the artist to capture its best moments in time.

Dragonstar said...

I like the fence ;)

Carver said...

I know what you mean. I love the fence but the beauty of the tree is fantastic.

Tash said...

Completely agree,
With the rugged beauty of
the tree.
Can't fence that in.

Lovely poem, indeed.