CODA
And (it shall come to pass in the last days),
I will show wonders in the heavens above,
and signs in the earth beneath.
–The Acts of the Apostles 2:19
Linear, circular, daunting, surreal
Impressions laid out in the fields
Painted upon nature’s bountiful wing
Messages sent from a mystical being
Like an everlasting crusade from days of lore
Spoken words from the earths’ core
Within natures essence lives consciousness
Her wisdom and experience effervesce
Anchored in roots within the soil
Incantations from under boil
Magnetic beams merge color and light
Done undercover of the night
Queries abound around the source
Portend a reckoning of some force
Ageless, timeless tracks revealed
Met with skeptics, found to be unreal
Brilliant latin, lotus, logarithmic
Platonic solids trip the lunar mystic
Resonant field, 8-spoked wheel, electromagnetic
Serpents, fractals, spirals, kinetic
Tantalizing patterns, philosophical formations
Warnings understood by the Indian Nations
Vesica piscis, symbolic sun
Gamma radiation lingers on the position
Mapped out close among the stones
Not far off from ancient thrones
Tree of life, branches fruitful
Reasoning spent on glyphs eternal
Torus tube, half moon, Barbury Castle
Scientists exceed the believers’ hassle
Flowers, Grid, relationships appear
Tetrahedron and the sphere
Aerial significance, ponder they will
Celtic, music, Telegraph Hill
Vortex, sunflower, capacitance
No shelter for a scholars’ arrogance
Hidden words caught in the grain
Penetration does not refrain
A paradox or some say a hoax
Windmill, alchemy, Egyptian codes
Pivotal tube of light manifestation
Spinning process involved in the creation
Seeming chromatic color conveyance
Circlemakers involved in a game of chance
Reigning in the harvest clearly seen
Triangle, and the Golden Mean
Planetary harmonics foretold, not explained
The seeds of knowledge it contains
A vortex generates a magnetic field
Forgeries hail close, but are revealed
Universal paradigm carved in organic stage
Arena, theatre, platform, page
Fantastic anomalies found in the barley
Dismissed without proof, hardly
Majestic, lovely coda, a written gage
Pay attention, the earth is a sage
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