Nature is a Metaphor
-----------------------I.- bruce g marcotNature is
a metaphor
of the inner lifethoughtplay of mind
in leaves of oak
spinning down the streamWagner, Holst
in seastorm
furyautumn lake garbed
in self-reflection
of morning mistbut we are the trees
or contain tree-nature
as it contains ussunlight passed from
leaf to root
of the same plantso why
need
metaphor?thought strains
connections
threatensownership
through poem
we appreciatethe tide, the flower
rework the clay
to bolder formuntil relation dims
and we cry for
the amorphous massthat which we pulled
from earth that which
we areand will surely
return.
II.
We recognize
the reverse image
in unadorned woodheart born neither
cold nor impassioned
it is our choiceto see it differently
or not at all
- pine grainswells when immersed
releasing acid pitch
as does the poemwhen embroiled in
heat of relations
- the eyemirrors itself
and needs
solidity of stoneto pivot meaning
back to ourselves
Notes: I penned the background image of lichens dripping off alders among sword ferns, from a place called Fern Canyon in coastal Humboldt County, northern California.