Tuesday, March 28, 2017

poem of the day March 28


The pruner checked
each and every apple tree
before each and every cut
looking into the eyes 
of each and every bud 
aware of which  branch
would bloom with fruit
yet very unaware of karma's pursuit 
because when the pruner
had done the work 
many a tree were shaped like snakes
full of apples that tempted fate

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