LEAVES. . . and leaf . . . green within green
The appearing of speech in many similar
places
Jade and juniper . . . sage and
chartreuse
Viridian, mint . . . lime, olive, and
emerald
Oak, beech and pine, fir, aspen and
willow
Across ragged hillsides through brooks in
valleys
Lofty tomes . . . books in veined papers
Life . . . and inner life . . . living within
living
The astonishing message carried in all things
The pattern . . . the silver web revealing
life
So, clear and plain . . . so, filled . .
.
Waiting to be unravelled and known . . .
If any, were even
Half-way looking however fleetingly
It was the abundance of ideas in that
Eclectic mix of green
Deriving hints
From a broad diverse scoop of changing
resources:
All living things were books
Beneath were new concepts, sparks in new
ideas
Amaranthine knowledge satisfying the
searching mind
Light . . . and inner light . . . dream
within dream
The substance similar but all different
and same
Expanding insight inside the first
inner room
The door into the second was hid
No space to see the hint of a crack in
the door
Opening up a new world . . . the second
If it was brilliant knowledge it went
no further
To brighten, bring alive, uncover the
central thing
That . . . turned . . . turned base
metal into gold
Still the vague search for what seemed
to be missing
It was still missing
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- From: Arkiahh Dreaming; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
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