A lovely sonnet from my friend Morgan over at booknvolume.
Emeraldine Fire in the shadows, pale and cold,
Glistening Enchantment beneath the Canopy of Old,
Disperse thy Mortal Visage within the Verdant foliage,
Enigmatic Harmony of Wisdom sharp and Sage.
Deep in the caverns of Viridian Mystery,
Unfettered from the Bindings of treacherous Reality,
Sings the Jaden Master of Melodious Intent,
Swathed in Leafy hues and Golden Sunlight, poorly spent.
Vast beyond the traces of terrestrial Imagining,
Magnificent in Vision when Upon thy Outstretched Wing,
Burn Immortal Unity into supple Heart and Mind,
That we, derivative Souls, might Live in Harmonious kind.
Yet, Fire Ever Burning in the Emeraldine Abyss,
Potent let thy Provocation be, lest we Wander long Amiss.
Beautiful Original Artwork by: SpaceWeaver