Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Bite

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Bite

The fruit is soft, inviting.
Take it in both hands.
Hold it ‘til you understand
The life it lived.
Bite into its sweet and juicy flesh
Until the seed alone remains.
This seed is the essential thing.
Plant it.
Give it warmth.
Tend to its thirst.
Don’t prune it.
Let in grow in the way
Its evolution demands.
Harvest it for the needs
And pleasure of others.

This is love.


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