TO A
REDDENING LEAF
Generally speaking, intuitive
"poetic" vision is regarded as unimportant in modern times-
a mere subjective response to something or other. It has nothing to
do with the clarity of knowledge attained by the scientific method.
However, this method is only regarded as valid if it is confined
entirely to sensory observation. The "essential" life and
nature of anything is never experienced through this. Such experience
may be claimed to be non-existent but the problem remains as "data"
gives no inner basis to human life and morality if it is to be real
and not merely convention needs also to be grasped by intuitive
understanding. This small poem touches on these rather serious issues
of perception I feel.
TO A REDDENING LEAF
When fading from green living
why do you redden
to a deep, rich red
before you brown back
to shapeless earth?
Is it
a mere declining-
the loss of
light-absorbing hue;
or the last shining
of living fire
no longer hidden by
the plant's green cover?
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