the 19th land of Seeing

the land of seeing fire and ice today melts minds and freezes passions sewn in debt then holds the globe in colors full array a pot of silken strands are fine; well-met a blind turtle sees farther than its death but grasps the life of function slow and sure moves on to destined waivers' rigid breath the breathing rasp sands grit and dirt no more darkness blankets time and grieves the pathway light survives but shines like a golden hawk the flame scorches its own ashes far grey and truly starts the mouth of wondrous talk pupil vested int'rest hum'rous blunders Iris sanctioned clouds of noiseless thunders