Revelation

by Aidan Andrew Dun

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I who feed on
London Stone
on illustrations
of natural cracks
and patterns
heard something
falling through
the cosmic tree
a golden sound
through liquid green.

Up in the high
jade heavens
very high up
in the emerald rivers
of sunlight and resin
up in the pine-summit
of wonderful
dimensions
a cone was falling
a spiral body
flashing crystal
faces, richly
spangled with
marvellous colours
crashing down
through spray-laden
arms of the main trunk
sent for the long-silent
children below
waiting with heads
on one side.








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