Quaint Villages
What makes a village quaint?
It's neither thatch, nor paint,
but the random humanity of no design, that makes a hamlet seem divine.
An absence of any particular plan,
the chaotic choices of everyman. Practical solutions made in haste multiply to a state of grace.
Man's desire to impose his will
more oft than not does only ill.
So here's a cup to wiggly walls,
to half done thatch and wood clad walls, for in our careless human madness
is sown the seed of village gladness.
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