Theme: Aesthetics

The Final Say

The most perfect line you will ever see
Is that dividing sky and sea; from dawn
Till dusk it taut remains, to bridge the yawn
Of each immensity, to make it be
One in two pieces of serenity:
Untroubled by head posture, up or down
From skyward gaze - philosopher not clown
Man makes, though clouds fool in deformity,
Sea breaks upon the shore in old ambition
Soundly thrashed: this we watch, and undismayed
The true horizon line beauty at bay
Keep; sky's white lions roar their own submission,
Sea's white horses trot picturesque on jade;
And we beholding rule the final say.


More By  :  R. D. Ashby

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