Metapoem

wild flr ylw

Many lines moulded

Many words spoken

Assorted images

Gushing out of geyser

Warm, burning, sulphurous,

Invigorating, scalding,

Born of the womb

Of the collective humanity.

Mind’s the fertile soil;

And the seed?

The seed is the

tree and the seed.

The seed cut and sown,

Every time a new one’s born.

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