THE
UPROOTED tree . . .
Journeying in safer grounds than earth
. . .
A tree of life . . .
Its fruit revealing at the four points
Of the compass cross where Arkiahh was
. . .
Dreaming of the return of forgotten
hopes
Other halves of lost precious things
Inset in fiery orbs spinning every way,
where
Altars were, in every sacrifice of joy
. . .
Coals of fire, altering the stars in
their courses
So immense the smallest part of
surrender
*
- From: ARKIAHH DREAMING; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
- From: ARKIAHH DREAMING; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
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