Teira Naahi

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Argentum Pt 4

There is a tree within the field

Thru tales told brings all to yield

A pot of gold lay beneath its roots

The leaves thereof hold sufficient proof 

Known by its fruit

Its seed and sap

Its reaching and yearning

Ending in a sacrificial fact

Fore the need of power

Shalt it come to be sacrificed 

Fore the protection and comfort

There is no greater vice

Giving freely from birth

Unto the end unobserved

Eternal that tree

Shalt be known by its worth:

"It is simply a matter of how deep you want to go and how long you can hold your breath!"


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