a new leaf

[cacian]

when a book turns
page
i turn leaf

the weather may leap
to horizons dream

the clouds may
deep to the skies
they shield

and the rain may reap
to the planes its wheat

but what is aimedly
sweeped
is the posit of
the seed
eternity is
reeled

theories of fields
to a change akin
impossible is weaned

and to most in deed
it is forseen
new means

to wishes
is seemed
pure pastures of reads
and
readily is sealed