ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

The Seedlings of Hope

Like all intentions, growth starts in perception then grows to reality.

White-gloved hands hold a colorful globe with countries colored in. From the top of the globe grows a small green seedling.

It was rich, moist, the coolness traced my fingers,

The lush, wood-scent of earth in my mind still freshly lingers.

I grasp the soil, the mulch, this giver of life, of nature’s birth

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Kevin Farran

Kamakura based writer, lover of Great Danes, vintage cars, good red wine, bonsai and the Bard