Where heels over heels,head over heels and accorps pe du
A million miles away in the engross of truth and patience,
Tames the vintage circa of reedy age
O let my patience befriend my eloquence
And tardier the utterances the golden it becomes
Over tantrums of time's paroxysm to go farthest
As long as patience could soar my golden heels,
In the crux of the seasons that cast over nightmares of imponderable Cosmos.
Lord of her shore, truth, to whom in vassalage,
Organically, like a sloth,as if endentate, armadillo and aardvark, scraggly heaps of liegemen pour accolades,
As they stood her trites in the doting grooves of folklores
Folks peculiar to this archipelago far away
To victorian hills,
O what abbraxas, paternoster, abracadabra,what magic formula to mt.everest?
Patience!
Drooping eyelids indecipherable of the hideous black night
Hung in ghastly times,with broken limbs Like the jewelry of a jewel,
Still happily happify in the maelstrom of the caisson,
Only one toil patience and none ever!
Till the crust of thatches elope to River bank,
No insulator!
None whatsoever
Wavy buds do in concert shakes hands with sparkling stars
Where she stones stolid mood for remission of dubiety
Clubbily,mirthfully, backslapping,handglandering and vivaciously.
Who all their woven parts to her niggard adventurers did deem inviolable?
Scores of valiant suns beaten by mother sun.
Not to embarrass her overwhelming posture ,
As gems and sweet roses softens the
Calf of her filaments and follicles
The transgender metaphorically seals the new deal
A pact of patience is patience!
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