Mark Sauer

Rookie - 94 Points (1958 / Texas, U.S.A.)

The Unburning Bush - Poem by Mark Sauer

It grips the Earth in fractal fist,
One talon clenched beneath the dome,
And lipless sips through finger tips
The seeping springs that soak the loam;
The other hand to Heaven spans
And spreads a net to seine the sun,
Sucking sunbeams for sustenance
Into its columned skeleton.
Yearning tendrils weave earth and sky
Into conjoined theophany;
Exhaling life with endless sigh,
What sacred monster is a tree!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012



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