| Congruence |
| Barbs of bravado pierced the dark Stout spear of serendipity Sleight of hand that spawned a spark Burning across the boundaries Words weaving branches towards the light Each is ripe for the sound of each Cords of accord across the night Succulent peach within hours of reach Folds of comfort wound around Cotton caresses and congruence pure Balance bound for fertile ground Emerald jewels in pools of azure |