Maine Lines, Very Good, Very True, Heavy Work To Do,

Blue, from the Great Pyramid 315 NW,

And White, the outlier hit of the day

From the Minisink Islands,

At 40 degrees North,

We run through,

The Berkshires to

The White Mountains

And through Baxter again

Where two lines cross

A very big deal

The Old City we think

And The Crossing we feel

Indeed do reveal

A divine will in that way

What is on the Earth

Is in Heaven verily

In the Heavenly form we agree

Has a place on Earth in that way

As of higher bodies, and higher forms,

As if a Platonic isotope were borne,

Do you understand,

The Platonic idea of archetype again,

All the Dimensions through again

Revealed to be

Forms made to see

What dimensionality

They are in today

And they may move

Very rapidly.