Emeralds

Trip on creepers
And from without the stone
Pile the emerald
From the natural reapers
Hills burdened by colour chrome
Introductions spelled

Locked feet on the universe
Spin around their roll
Marbles with glass
Bubble's breath disperse
No matter the orbit's bowl
All their time repass

Undulate forever
Like a wave in milk
Mother have you heard me
In this calm preserve?
A flash on the seam of silk
Cut right through me

Writ by-passage
To their speckle decide
Where a droplet dies
And where a value age
Presence become confide
To a goodbye

Introvert of figmental
Ask the water's name
Longing for reply
From the wishing well
Gems occupy the way
But the silence buy

Ingest a meal of thought
In a cup of bone
Handed down from out
The question far sought
Talk in clinks of home
Where the green run out

However rain
Collect shards of heme
Tapped its brow come fly
From the opened vein
The dust to a winding mean
As we walk the slight