Postcards chatter like sacred manifestations, or a series of snapshots of Divine Beings
internal to trees, planted around a grove's inner precincts.

   reading the mottled text,
    shadows point to beings
    whose nature isolates
    around the gears of ideas.

The sun's arrogant eye sees what isolates a tree's nature as a structure mining the shadows of ideas, or a bloated noun whose mottled origins face confusion.

    reaching trees sacred to the sun,
     transforming its inner
     to the nature of an eye

The long reach of architecture's modifications points to transformations of our images of nature,
from arbitrarily terminal events to miracles crossed out from a text.

   as motivated images
    relax the origin of things.