Adrienne Rich - Rural Reflections lyrics
[Adrienne Rich - Rural Reflections lyrics]
This is the grass your feet are planted on
You paint it orange or you sing it green
But you have never found
A way to make the grass mean what you mean
A cloud can be whatever you intend:
Ostrich or leaning tower or staring eye
But, you have never found
A cloud sufficient to express the sky
Get out there with your splendid expertise
Raymond who cuts the meadow does no less
Inhuman nature says:
Inhuman patience is the true success
Human impatience trips you as you run
Stand still and you must lie
It is the grass that cuts the mower down
It is the cloud that swallows up the sky
You paint it orange or you sing it green
But you have never found
A way to make the grass mean what you mean
A cloud can be whatever you intend:
Ostrich or leaning tower or staring eye
But, you have never found
A cloud sufficient to express the sky
Get out there with your splendid expertise
Raymond who cuts the meadow does no less
Inhuman nature says:
Inhuman patience is the true success
Human impatience trips you as you run
Stand still and you must lie
It is the grass that cuts the mower down
It is the cloud that swallows up the sky