poeTRY (Volume 2)

At Every Turn (MichaelTyger)

 At Every Turn

Listed among the twisted trees

the banyan stands in deformity

and yet in all there is to see

no more perfect an entity

No maple ever made such a temple

No palm tree's shape can compare

No evergreen was quite as full

and no willow quite as fair

This is the lattice of your graceful soul

which has entrapped my own

And here a prisoner held and whole

does not admire your heart alone

For day and night on a dais unparalleled

your life imparts its beauty at every turn

and all who know you fall under your spell

and never the same shall they return