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The Tree of Poetry


(on world poetry day)

In the Poetry of Life...

We are but the leaves...

And God is, the eternal Tree!

© Jason Christopher 2018

nurtured as the buds, growing, breathing, bringing forth the emeralds of this world, shed in Autumn's end, recycled, reabsorbed to be at one or blown away... into waste and rot

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