A Buck's Worth
A BUCK’S WORTH
Does the buck know his beauty?
(some would argue yes)
No matter
Unlike men, he is one with nature
Close to the earth
And using the teeming woods to advantage
Few men can know his freedom, his non-violent
spirit
He breathes a fresher, more uplifting air
If he knows and loves, is charged by beauty
Then it is a different kind of love, a more
pristine beauty
Does he dream?
Are his dreams of mountain, forest and stream?
Who can know
The visible wild is so uncomplicated
Methinks he dreams only of what fond nature
offers
With no wish for change and free of fear
Dave Austin
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