Monday, February 25, 2013

Poetic Moment

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Excerpt of poem The Farm by Wendell Berry:

...live like a tree
That does not grow beyond
The power of its place.
A tree stands in its place
And rises by the strength
Of local soil and light,
Aspiring to no height
That it has not attained.
More time, more light, more rain
Will make it grow again
Till it has realized
All that it can become,
And then it dies into
More life, deserving more
By not desiring more.

2 comments:

Tamayn Irraniah said...

He seems very libertarian, which is good to a point, but dangerous after.

Writer said...

Tamayn, that is one of the things I enjoy about WB...he never seems to go past that point...at least in what I've read. :)