Post by artolmaeus on May 25, 2022 23:56:50 GMT -6
only stow the sacred bough
in the forest of your heart
for only first must roots bear
the land beyond their shadow's fall
to sturdy the trunk for war with all and wind
comes now the rapid shoot within the heartwood deep
and water draws from everywhere
wherever it may seep
the metronome of seasons is all a silent call
and once a giant has it's fall
from only a constant axe
it is not how high the limbs have ran
or how thick the leaves manifest
the destiny is in the roots
and it's journey is more than trick
for with the roots and invisible forces does it meet the sun
and through persistence it shall win
for it is not the only one
bring the rain into your soul
as it must make way to wriggle and convolve yielding to the world a thicker skin
and a mystery it cannot solve
where birds can fly they cannot stay aloft as though they wish
tis but the constant earth in form that gives them shelter so
the magic of a humble seed is the very design and it's mechanics we assume we know
at it's end, in all things doth mend
the earth succombs to the fire's flow
and with air and with water, from the earth inspire
all the things we see and know
and everything thing desired
but nothing in safety shall remain so safe
until shorted up with an indelible knife
and the healings that we see
it is the nature of all that is life
nothing lasts long unless it is tested
nothing grows until it is bested
for it is not will or choice
that can bring us close
but only need that is a necessary fancy
for without need, no thing lives
no matter how novel or romantic
and the greatest truth of the greatest level of life is this,
it is not pendantic
when it is that you should not need
then nothing can there be enchanted
and with only a gentle breath
will you surrender to all of those
who need it most and panted
Freedom then is a lie and illusion
freedom it cannot be
when the way of roots manifest
and though it may cause a frown
one day, your roots will betray
one day, you must fall down
and in the moment before, with speed
if anything is to come
then let the first be need
only stow what you do not know
but learning makes it yours
but learning and knowing means nothing
till it finds need
then what that is there must be plenty
and for that, wish, Godspeed
Fear nothing if you can
fear nothing if you're ill
but marry today, the two things that have a chance to endure
will and need for sure
and maybe if something is to grow
it may also need manure
in the forest of your heart
for only first must roots bear
the land beyond their shadow's fall
to sturdy the trunk for war with all and wind
comes now the rapid shoot within the heartwood deep
and water draws from everywhere
wherever it may seep
the metronome of seasons is all a silent call
and once a giant has it's fall
from only a constant axe
it is not how high the limbs have ran
or how thick the leaves manifest
the destiny is in the roots
and it's journey is more than trick
for with the roots and invisible forces does it meet the sun
and through persistence it shall win
for it is not the only one
bring the rain into your soul
as it must make way to wriggle and convolve yielding to the world a thicker skin
and a mystery it cannot solve
where birds can fly they cannot stay aloft as though they wish
tis but the constant earth in form that gives them shelter so
the magic of a humble seed is the very design and it's mechanics we assume we know
at it's end, in all things doth mend
the earth succombs to the fire's flow
and with air and with water, from the earth inspire
all the things we see and know
and everything thing desired
but nothing in safety shall remain so safe
until shorted up with an indelible knife
and the healings that we see
it is the nature of all that is life
nothing lasts long unless it is tested
nothing grows until it is bested
for it is not will or choice
that can bring us close
but only need that is a necessary fancy
for without need, no thing lives
no matter how novel or romantic
and the greatest truth of the greatest level of life is this,
it is not pendantic
when it is that you should not need
then nothing can there be enchanted
and with only a gentle breath
will you surrender to all of those
who need it most and panted
Freedom then is a lie and illusion
freedom it cannot be
when the way of roots manifest
and though it may cause a frown
one day, your roots will betray
one day, you must fall down
and in the moment before, with speed
if anything is to come
then let the first be need
only stow what you do not know
but learning makes it yours
but learning and knowing means nothing
till it finds need
then what that is there must be plenty
and for that, wish, Godspeed
Fear nothing if you can
fear nothing if you're ill
but marry today, the two things that have a chance to endure
will and need for sure
and maybe if something is to grow
it may also need manure
