Who is He

Who is He

A Poem by PoetryofProvidence

Who is he who skips the mountains crest
and in the forest takes his play
who wanders flowering meadows blest
and paints her majestic peaks by day

Who roars like a bear emerging from his den
rises from the sun rays shadow
and walks within the misty glen

He casts his pigment panegyric to adorn
to the art of beauty has his soul he's sworn

Plaited music to the rising hills
and lack of virtue does lament
insinuates the want of justice
in images our minds can print

He bubbles forth like fountains
which escapes the rocky cleft
one cannot ignore his passings
without him our cores bereft

Thought frightening his acquired skills
he's hidden his gems within
so blinding is his casing
the breadth of imagination there begin

Who is he who opens his hands
to show the colors of his world
whose arms are the strength of captains
where the banners lay unfurled

So casts his umbra like a rainbows wake
through the veil of his heart does life partake

And madden hearts of maidens
blazed the trails of his quest
in rich diversity is he laden
what is his name , have you guessed

Some have named him legend
and to his core he's prime
he's entertained the multitudes
deep is the well of captured mind

I put forth the question
where can his like be found
his grace upon inspection
and in it's wax be drown

The edges of his borders
are not yet mapped and plain
for he has concealed traits
he has buried deep within

He seems not to understand
the skills he's left untapped
another side that's left alone
within it's fear is capped

So in my words I've framed him
a lesser picture of his soul
I counted him among the men
where womens hearts have been made whole

COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller

via Duboff Law Group LLC

Whilst I realize this is one of those short
diversions from what I usually write
while I know he does not see himself
this way many do.......but this is how
I see him............................and
I just like occasionally to freak him out

© 2013 PoetryofProvidence

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Added on August 10, 2010
Last Updated on February 5, 2013




Voracious reader , love ancient Historians and tracing ideology and belief systems, small talent in poetry so some have said , love people of every sort even if I don't agree on lifestyle makes for go.. more..