Many apologies, a lot of the wallpapers in the early days did not contain any comments
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;