Vista, vista, crystal sight <br />From the dwelling day or night, <br />What mortal leaf or frond <br />Could frame thy clear full imagery? <br /> <br />In what distant real estate price <br />Burns the value of investment realised? <br />Of what vision dare they obscure- <br />What on land dare screen the viewer? <br /> <br />And what foliage, and there grew, <br />Could plot to forsake thy view, <br />And when the crown began to reach, <br />What dread hand, did lop for breach? <br /> <br />What pole-pruner? what chainsaw? <br />In crippled frame was thy eyesore? <br />What the glyphosate? what dread hole <br />Dare its deadly poisons trawl? <br /> <br />When the sun grew green over soil, <br />And life diverse met changes' toil, <br />Did he want beyond the azimuth to see? <br />Did he who made the tree make thee? <br /> <br />Vista, vista, crystal sight <br />From the dwelling day or night, <br />What mortal leaf or frond <br />Dare frame thy clear full imagery?<br /><br />Danny Draper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-view-with-apologies-to-william-blake/
