Up from a continous bloom, <br />A beauty undaunted appears. <br />Through the crushes on paved concrete... <br />Nothing about its presence, <br />Seems to be obsolete. <br />Although those passing by, <br />Are disguised in accepted weaknesses. <br />This vision is not man made. <br />Nor has it accepted a growth... <br />Prevented by limitations.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-vision-is-not-man-made/
