The Poetry Of Nature Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Poetry Of Nature


The day, the sun, the demostration, the unstoppable beauty,
The night, the stars, in its domain and its enchanting ascendancy,

The you this poet, these dying eyes witnessing these mirages.

Can it ever be grasp this light, this mirage, this smoke in the air.
And this sole individual vision,

This uncanny tyranny of nature,
To be here this once,

But lost forever to this poet, this plot in this functional poetry,

To be this insignificant, this language of words, this dying, but the poetry of naturecontinues its drums, its titillating ostentations, its bountiful attractions

and this continuation of this muralon the beautiful,

With the artists gone?