Kevin LeDuc
Kevin LeDuc
An American Photographer

 

MUD

Robert William Service (1874-1958)

Mud is Beauty in the making,

Mud is melody awaking;

Laughter, leafy whisperings,

Butterflies with rainbow wings;

Baby babble, lover's sighs,

Bobolink in lucent skies;

Ardours of heroic blood

All stem back to Matrix Mud.

Mud is mankind in the moulding,

Heaven's mystery unfolding;

Miracles of mighty men,

Raphael's brush and Shakespeare’s pen;

Sculpture, music, all we owe

Mozart, Michael Angelo;

Wonder, worship, dreaming spire,

Issue out of primal mire.

In the raw, red womb of Time

Man evolved from cosmic slime;

And our thaumaturgic day

Had its source in ooze and clay . . .

But I have not power to see

Such stupendous alchemy:

And in star-bright lily bud

Lo! I worship Mother Mud.

POEMS

Classic Poetry Series, Poem Hunter, 2016, pp.456

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