The Fire Trees’ Finest Hour

 The Fire Trees’ Finest Hour

Dr Abe V Rotor

Fire Trees in acrylic (34” x 55”), A V Rotor May 27, 2013

The earth is driest before the monsoon,

     yet the fire trees’ finest hour;

when everything around is prosaic and dull,

     the old trees unleash their power,

building fire in their crown to singe the sky,

     painting the sun in deep crimson,

riding on wind in glorious confetti,

     falls to the ground like setting sun.

Pity the soul that is not keen of the fire,

     stepping on petals strewn,

the bold holding the red sign of battle,

     the consoled by a lonely tune.

When there’s too little, others can’t survive,

     the fire trees live on their store;

their seasoned roots seeking the Pierian* spring,

     to share it with every creature

living on the hills by the waterfall,

     and courting  the clouds into rain,

dousing their fire that ends their finest hour,

     but neither in vain nor in pain. ~

* In Greek mythology, the Pierian Spring of Macedonia was sacred to the Muses. As the metaphorical source of knowledge of art and science, it was popularized by a couplet in Alexander Pope's 1711 poem "An Essay on Criticism": "A little learning is a dang'rous thing; / Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring." Wikipedia

Lesson on former Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid  with Dr Abe Rotor 

and Ms Melly C Tenorio 738 DZRB AM, 8 to 9 evening class Mon to Fri ~