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Sunday, November 7, 2010

Oh Nature

by Rob Dyer

oh nature, what storied tones I see in you
much sought in pen, the eye catches all

your shaded sepia textures, often clouded
by days broken light
caught between a cold hell and death's warmth
revelation, is for those in pause

oh nature, where should I force my limits on you?
a fleeting touch to cherish on stained walls
or my hands clutching your throat in fear
perhaps a hammer blow, with my cotton lens

oh nature, never are we far from meeting
I shall pass in your time, unknown
as you touch the soils of heaven
perfected by timeless hands

oh nature, can you see I am watching you?

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