Rest your eyes on this stone - it speaks -
To the heart of nature. Perpetual light,
Chlorophyll form, unconditional
Emerald green. Pure
Verdant harmony, its tone
A lifeline. Almost invisible.
There between everything, so often
We forget. The heart, the grass, the leaves,
The canopy.
Everything that flourishes starts
Within the cradle of this hue.
Emerald stirs the song, that breaks
Into spring, brings to light what is felt,
but not seen.
Compressed inside this hexagon is
Love's imperceptible echo.
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