MA FLORA i
truth finds me now,
as a thread,
unthreading seams i’d sewn
the needle is a pine
and if i am nature
and nature within me
i’d pray as i unravel
that truth console my need
ATTA SOL i
what of nature then?
if life borne of death let mystery end
needles surround me and i am undone and yet called to begin
what life have i yet to receive?
TUMULTUARY 
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