Phytoliths
Phytoliths from Catalhoyuk TP Area |
The
silica preserves within the ground.
Remains
of binding, and mats that lie beneath
Many
a summer’s children dead and gone
A
type of immortality -
Organics
wither slowly in time’s arms
Here
in the quiet depths of the earth
A
white impression yet shows what once has been
A
hidden record of the past
Deposited,
now soon to be revealed.
Behold!
This opal shadow, once a plant;
A
fascinating glimpse into past choices
For
fuel and crafts and fodder we can see
I
asked thee “show me your secrets”
Then
didst thou grant mine asking with a glance
Through
concave lens of ‘scope
Opal
shapes, reveal the truth
Of
all that was, in ashes.
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