Continuation of wayward pontifications. A moments respite in Big Basin, CA
The Essence of Umbra II
Wrought of ages and the preservation of temperance
a great titan bares a naked root, raw to wind and clarion sands,
which with all the miniscule majesty of angels steps,
bears testament to streams never trod twice, nor found again
How enumerating these oceans of soil, of toil in ages bereft of men,
and invigorating to find that most sublime of essence
born of folk and foliage distant from enslaved sand
and far from the repugnance of contrived conditions
.
Gone now, the toxic retinue, gone there and through
to break in the Bluebirds Vatsiyana, transcendence
in each blackberry swallowed, breath imbued
for the understanding of all minute conflagrations
the essence of Umbra’s hunger is found in a leaves shudder
"...temperance"... It is "the essence" of a balanced deliverance of delegation!
"The Essence of Umbra II" is a scent of wisdom that can aromatize tons of gold, and still ask reason to come and clean the dust of ignorance.
This is an esoteric, and yet an open book to be read. I am still digesting it. "The Essence of Umbra II" strikes my thoughts. Enjoable and digestable meal for the " I " .
So few responses, a hesitant step. Where are the words for feasting upon. It appears my comrades chilled, compatriots stilled the pool of resolve. Where are the all.
"The Essence of Umbra II" is a scent of wisdom that can aromatize tons of gold, and still ask reason to come and clean the dust of ignorance.
This is an esoteric, and yet an open book to be read. I am still digesting it. "The Essence of Umbra II" strikes my thoughts. Enjoable and digestable meal for the " I " .
I salute the Author of " The ESssence of Umbra".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
So few responses, a hesitant step. Where are the words for feasting upon. It appears my comrades chilled, compatriots stilled the pool of resolve. Where are the all.
Sandie Angel :o) a.k.a. May Lu $*_*$
"...Wrought of ages and the preservation of temperance
a great titan bares a naked root, raw to wind and clarion sands,..."
The very first lines caught my attention.
~E