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Enigma

it is the plaintive lament of the sojourner,
his curiosity directed to discovering
what is the fate of the roots,
once them loosed of the Ground?
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Seafaring

I am of the sea,
starched, awash in brine,
battered, dizzy at the helm,
wind-whipped, countenance corroded,
sun-dried, hardened at the edges,
decaying, rough-hewn of the Ages,
replenish, inter me where the tide is High.
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Immortal

disclaim me not
In mahogany nor pine,
but find me ashes
blowing in the Wind
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Phoenix

and from the storm arisen
spawned of blackened thunder
by haste the calm ensues
despair made chaste,
chased beyond the moon
knows hope Renewed.
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