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0379 Species: Sonnet 190
MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

0379 Species: Sonnet 190

It's said that every species in the world
displays one gift beyond the scope of Man;
how dangerous the skies - to men and birds -
how soiled the air, if wings were in Man's span!

Suppose that every species made extinct
by Man - God's guardian of all things that live -
deprived us - as indeed it may - by dint
of mindlessness, of something God's mind gives?

I watch the spider, humble in my praise:
self-spinning tightrope walker; engineer;
the knower of all Nature's weathered ways
and bold explorer on the winds that veer:

Nature spares the spider Man 's wild mind;
should mind in Nature rest, God's there to find.

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Beautiful Michael: in the small things....