Years, could be Decades, are requisite,
To be enlightened about past
& present;
Of that land where steps felt or
feel local soil,
Who traverse(d) different lands,
oceans & seas,
And Amplify to All as now has been
enlightened;
By corroborating merely with the
fact of presence,
Of their flesh under the shadows
of discrete trees.
Now, if a section swarmed with distinct
cognitions,
& Only one is soddened & can
effortlessly be simulated;
The Remaining could endure & illumine
that soul,
Alas! If all succumb, then the fabric stands capitulated.