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Apples tumble from their sanctuaries
and come to rest upon the earth;
they’ve grown like children to their fullest
now they’ve been thrust upon the world.
So soon they’ve become mature adults
and prepared themselves for the journey,
which like an ocean is dark and cold and
bears no limits nor mercy for the soul.
In the end they’ll become something beautiful,
or be wasted and cast away;
the end of life is bittersweet,
a distinct flavor to the tongue…
When it comes the seeds are spread
and new lives begin to grow;
where the apples’ lives are ceased,
their childrens’ stories are begun.
- Title: The Journey [Apples]
- Artist: Picklocks
- Description: This is a poem I recently got published...just thought I'd share it with my fellow Gaians. Inspired by the circle of life and my favorite red fruit and dedicated to my loving family.
- Date: 11/28/2008
- Tags: journey apples
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