Creation Poem by e.e. wilholt

Creation

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I planted some tomatoes this spring.

Oh, the fruit I bear!
The red tomato
I hold ripens
The life I give
Grows the seed of my being

And the fertility I have proved
Is brown
That is the color
Of life unto death unto life

Mother Earth, mine is Creation

We Are.

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Ben Gieske 25 March 2009

A lot of meaning in your poem.

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