glinting with surprising joy,
the quartz of long-withheld eyes
taking on the realm of sapphire,
banks like tidal green
holding up the cliff face
in sweet reversal,
tips of emergent fungus
among the ragged autumn blades,
plates of advancing rock
resounding in the distance
of fire-touched peaks
their caves and alleys
wreathed with secrets of the heights
unfurled in wind whipped silence
the image of a root's
lack of deceit.
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