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Terra-Firma
You'll find nothing changed
When you get back despite
Circumstantial distance;
The lock still wraps around
Your skeletal key. The mountain
Tapestry suspended perfectly
Within the rose quartz under
The "touch down of forgotten
[C]onsciousness" surviving
A hundred thousand centuries.
Ancestral etchings still depict
Homeward markers between
Continents. Auburn wine and
Poetry marooned on these lips
Across a country witnessing
A foretold destiny manifest:
Grand Mal of dark experience
To illuminate a final awareness
In an enervated soul desiring
Only the terra-firma of home.
.
Even time is powerless to bind
An ever-fixed mark refusing to alter
when it alteration finds. O no.
~
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