Some contradictions-- quatrains
In the squareness of
this Earth,
We come rounding, rounded up.
Nowhere, there is mound
of Dearth
Of spiritual and cultural
popping up.
pine and cedar
turn and stand opposite ,
grass and grass hopper
intertwine,
timber and smoke
seem Apposite,
Satan and sardonic
negative twain.
Yet, somewhere there is a vehement voice .
Candle lamp and glow-worm merge .
At the chapel,
there the priest
is,
Avowed notions Submerge .
In the squareness
of this Earth,
We come rounding, rounded up.
Yet, so much of tantrums
beneath ,
We come rounding, rounded up.
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