Is It Any Wonder?

Outside of reach,
lies the present.
We may perceive
simple ideas and models
that create the continents we walk.
For if all was ambiguous
where did land come from
but from metaphor,
the apple of my eye.

The lying present
is hard to see
just like a snake
in a tree.
Cut off the ribboned head
and look inside.

We may see:
a judgement,
or the best,
or a creation,
or something of respect;
what have you.

Simple ideas and models
come in... classes
to find and/or create a judgement
to find and/or create the best
to find and/or create, creation
to find and/or create more respect.
How else would you become informed?

The continents we walk
are 22 miles thick, more or less
While the old wisdom of the ocean
is like 4
4 miles of riven and driven
recycled and plied truth
that rises to beautiful land
Where butts may be saved
for a later date with fate
wherein we dig up the bones of history
to circumspect what futures hold
in Heaven's grip and scythe

For if all were ambiguous,
if all was oceanic watershed seas
Truth would be murky
and Beauty,
 would only fill a belly
in worlds bordering
fear and faith
leaving us to seek
only Gold, God, and Guns
as fish, evolved and revolved.
And we might think seas, empty space,
because we so easily fit,
but at least, perhaps, we could fly.

Land came from Conservation
Reduced earth, recycled earth, for reused earth
Land is our future, and garbage our gift!
Is it any wonder humility is a virtue,
and ambition a vice?

Metaphorically,
we're building mountains in outer space
rising like Mount Olympus
set with twelve compasses on Mytikas
and a golden compass in our soul,
as creation supports land
that in turn supports water
which meets air bordering in turn
outerspace in which light vibrates
as wave or sound or earthquake.
What is this Dark Matter?

The Apple of My Eye
in a tree
has you coming
to find and create
recycled and plied truth
in a beautiful land.
I'm easily fiting
reduced, recycled, and reused Earth
to build mountains into outerspace.