Pilbara Blade
《littlegreenie》
Its a QuaNtuM World!
《All PHOTONs repair {pardon the pun} to the southwest region of your local Higg゛*s field maintain static state and await Despatch》
How far they did fly without thought of direction with no way of knowing the when or the where nor if how they may break up by striking an object that happens to lie in their rayway
The day did arrive when a photon arrived and Struck,
a body that reflects
green frequency
Now was the time for green light to take flight on it's own,
to be torn from it's source of Purity
Pleaseplease don'ttake little greenie away、my precious frequency、so dear to me
I 'm afraid little greenie's assigned、for Reflection Duty today
Don't think of it as losing a Child
Little greenies may become Big Greenies、that's life in a way
The humble lustre of Jade
Magnificent sparkle of Opal
and Emerald
A fool's delight in Prase
So where did you come from OldGreenie? What was the source that stripped you from purity、reflected you that Day?
I came not from a Sparkling Emerald nor from the lustre of Jade but from a more meagrely humble position 、a dusty green blade in the Pilbara Heat、lacking for Water and yearning for Shade
- Author: Pearcemelville 卯升 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 26th, 2022 00:28
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 8
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