sunset from behind the wire

sunset from behind the wire

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

A Thought on Nature


Glory

-D. H. Lawrence

Glory is the sun, too, and the sun of suns,
and down the shafts of his splendid pinions
run tiny rivers of peace.

Most of this time, the tiger pads and slouches in a burning peace.

And the small hawk high up turns round on the slow pivot of peace.

Peace comes from behind the sun, with the peregrine falcon, and the owl.

Yet all of these drink blood.