The vastness of the wheat in field

rich soil lays beneath?

No, Layer upon layers splay

To cover up the heath.

Who knows the truth I ask of you

Profound, I tell you this!

Uncovered, unexpected,

Lies a masquerade of bliss.

-CDW

(if these words sound familiar it’s because I posted it a while back and not because it’s a famous poem 🙂 )

photo credit

via Bliss