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Sunday, February 09, 2014

Creative February 9 - The pear


I cut up a pear
an overripe pear
fetid-smelling and soft
and feed it to
the birds
the lemon tree
the earth

What a waste
my mind scolds
of food
of money
thinking in its pride
that the world exists
solely for my consumption

that trees
and fruits
and flowers
are there for my harvest
and enjoyment

but the earth knows
in her quiet way
that there is no
enjoyer nor enjoyed

that everything
returns to her
finally

that nothing is born
or dies
only transformed

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