(in experimentation: majority is written in blank verse)

Burgeoned lands bravely
Threshed by seas
Full bright drops
Makes this pebble
Stone blue

You were born too
Canopy cover
Rooted with ancient ones
Posthumous fibers binding petrified thoughts

A common chapter
In which one narrative nascent
Cloying in darkness and fear
Foils the life pouring forth

If thinking is evidence
Wretchedness should be adequate
To make parallel wakes;
Small ripples of sequestered humanity

Surrounded by the sea,
A lone wave
Constructed and destructed each time
Pushes the Earth aside
Refining bare minerals and leaving naught