Pine-Combed Detanglement

A Phariseee overses its long-lingering
Full-Trimphancy.
Half-way Thru The Hedge-Workings a Silvered-Coated
Stallion is Released.
The Determination of This Lancastered-Silhouetting
Sea-Shell finds its Cloaking in The Sun.
Night Arrives,and Day-Breaks Even into the
Stitching of This Ivory-Coated Tower.
There is Always A Long-Lived Policy of Truthing
Upon Every Nocturne of Breaking-Removal.
Sea-Sifted, Drunken-Berried, a Thorn-Wooded
Cactus Finds its Holiest Reviving.
Gentle-Jasmin Breezes Brush Against The
Spine of Each Passing Tide.
Tomorrow Reigns With The Golden-Laced
Sparrow's Horizon.
Jaspering Jewels of Pink Shadows
Feather The Haloing Coves of Southern
Pacifica....
Upon A Briskened-Coast Sits two
Figures of Truthing.
A Sea-Shell Lies Upon The
Horizontal-Frame of a Drunken-Pine-Comb....
Both Linger Upon Each Others Lingering-Stillness....
Still At The Cusps, but Hollow in their InfiniteNess.....
Two-Microing Worlds Set Refuge Upon One Anothers
Hazing of Reality....
The Love of The Lingering, the Fragmenting
of The Union.....
Truthe Meets Light.....
Light Meets Eternal.....