Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Leonine Wisdom

Savannahs, deserts, forests, plains --
Environments that actions make, but have no goals
Like lion prides, each ruled by shaggy manes
And seeking to bring down for lunch weak zebra foals.

The wind blows through the grass in fractal waves
The lions interrupt as they go stalk and hunt
The antelope or zebras, what each craves
In proper networks so that none will be in want.

The lion does not seek to make its pride
The model into which the vast savannah must
Conform itself, for nature has denied
It both the knowledge and unwisdom of man's trust.

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