Wheels Within Wheels
TIME within times where was no time
Wheels within wheels
Moving in all four directions, at once
Where the fruit of perfect
answers were
Priceless returns of lost things found
The heart’s first dream and least hope
Was seen and held there---
In all the pear tree’s travels to
distant places
In other times
Ground by windmill stones beside the
sea
Those tiny pips in pairs the pear tree
grew
My answers lost and found
Made bread and meat
And I saw what it meant to be loved in
the Lover
Taken with him there---where life was---
Crushed and bruised for the food of
life
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Illustration from: Volume Three: The Ragged Writings of Everland; 'Arkiahh Dreaming'
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