Quinta Essentia:
Pythagorean
Basis has four points
Imbued natural
Contingent on void
Breathed by fifth point
Oddity of pairs
There is always one
That will stand alone
Perfect quintessence
To complete five lines
When there was but air
There became water
And there was then earth
Creation fire
Within all the void
With Spring came rebirth
And Summer growth
To Falls fruit harvest
Unto Winter’s sleep
All are one timeless
There are three spatial
And then there is time
The fifth then has pull
By a gravity
That bends time to space
A scent needs moment
A taste needs much more
A sound seeks linger
A vision matchless
A touch eternal.
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