Harvesting


Unsown peaks of fear
under aggression.
I ask you to make a choice
between I and inventing yourself.

I will not abandon the tree:
the animal, renunciation.
The belief and emptiness
will find symbols of foreverness.

Ephemeral colors;
Leaves will fall one day.
Someone was translating
the text of confidence.

One day,
the miracle shakes the cosmos
sap climbs up in darkness.

Submitted by Satish Verma.

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