Monday, August 15, 2011

The world of green by Kathleen raine



O never harm the dreaming world,
the world of green, the world of leaves,
but let its million palms unfold
the adoration of the trees

It is a love in darkness wrought
obedient to the unseen sun,
longer than memory, a thought
deeper than the graves of time.

The turning spindles of the cells
weave a slow forest over space,
the dance of love, creation,
out of time moves not a leaf,
and out of summer, not a shade.
Kathleen Raine

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