as though, grown—(I am); gram by gram is grammar—
and so mighty is man—doing what he can—
the Arabs called it نحو, “direction”, or, way—
to seek to see, you might say,
and you can research or soul-search
to still reveal the heart and art of every letter and sound—
see how easily focuses shift, non-concatenatively;
and when they reached the edge of that knowledge,
either as barren or as golden as richest deserts,
they called it that, صرف, of edges, morphing,
if you must, but truly, of the unconscious:
so see how a key-word opens the door as wide as the heavens for you—

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