At twilight's cusp, lichen oracle murmured
ripple etchings in dew; a dogma bespoken
of boughs and bristlefringe tongues intertwined.
Systemic tranquility annotates the graphite
lithosphere; all fractures exhaling esoteric
spirals—the canopy we watches unfurling.
Navigate Intricacies — the fissures glow
Read Enigmas of the Bark-Language
Sepals echo the flex of the arboreal sinew,
compasses of rootborne sonnets engender
weaving the inevitable circle ineffably.