The cleaving edge of Worth shows up--

The cleaving edge of Worth shows up--

to one unaware,

whenever the balance of blade tips to one side:

to distinguish is to know judgement,

to know judgement is to accept the cleaving edge.

Until no offence could be taken, a sword is

an instrument for delineating

humanity's truer boundary---

a suffering weapon

arising and ceasing

by the pivot of the body's encumbrance

I think its best place,

is to be hid under a pile of snow-petals in Spring.

Or set into rock's body, inseparable

even if the naked branch shows,

from the sky hanging,

as seasons change.

that Immobile Edge.

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