My thoughts
fluttering in the breeze
come to rest awhile
upon your tree
won’t peck your ripe fruits
nor drop any waste
Let them hang on a twig
Shoot not in haste
lest they lose their wings,
their little space
Lest your tree become
their gallows
strangling
their peace waves
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Nice article. This tackles that we shouldn’t abuse the things we have but rather take care of them and appreciate them.
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