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Ceneri Scenery
Some sights may best be seen with eyes
Tight shut, as if the Truth would bar
Commotion caused by Man, - whose star
Extinguished soon must be. Who tries
Nature’s patience, to his surprise
Encounters forces rooted far.
Restive desires disturb and jar.
Internal harmony defies
External influence, and wise
Need he be who the nenuphar.
Guards, guides to blossom, whose lodestar
Enlightened shines, who shuns disguise.
Review ambitions from within, -
Ecstasy, where wor(l) ds grow thin.
I pause to wonder, can find no rest…
© Jonathan Robin 17 August 1991 St. Ceneri en Gerei
Entwood Outpost
Strange impressions touch hidden chord.
The signals, too strong to be ignored,
Catalyse adrenalin outpoured.
Energy pulses through blood, stored
No more. At full flood, sprit, awed,
Expectant awaits answers. Cord
Returns umbilically toward
Innate memories that neurons hoard
Encapsulated. Now, reexplored,
Nature unlocks a secret record.
Ghost timber towers over stream. Sward
Echoes forgotten past, though fountain’s ford
Rides no more the current to afford
Easy entry into phantom forest.
I wonder, pause, yet can find no rest…
© Jonathan Robin 17 August 1991 St. Ceneri en Gerei
Jonathan ROBIN
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