Trained Wildness

Bray, bray to the naysayers 
Bark at the solemn tree flesh 
Beg dinner at the best table 

Creatures can't learn
Is savagely wrong

The special ken of ours
Is measuring out the hours 
But speed's denominator 
Doesn't deserve a second thought 

Lawns or grasses 
Bushes or bracken 
The garden or the accidental orchard 
Design is a smile full of artifice 

But natural is as anything does 
A past, tensed for whatever's 
The universe's next move