I Fell Out Of A Tree! It's True! ! What A Zoo! ! ! Poem by Chuy Amante

There was a tree deep in a garden

It was the tree of Life

Thoughtlessly climbing while enjoying a nap
I wiggled, maybe farted and fell from its lap

I slipped into a dream, was it the smack?
I stared up at fruit, from there on my back

What tree was this with that sexy fruit?
Was it good or evil would it make me toot?

After a nibble, I grabbed all I could...
she died that tree
but she came back
I ate more and lots of snacks!

I got old and turned to dirt
not sure where to experience
more pain-n-hurt

Born again but not from sin

watched death while I grew, lived and spinned

round and round and round and roundin

tree of good and evil, right and wrong, death and life
hurts to camp in
sneak out, climb down, run back to the fruit tree
with no fruit, the tree of Life
no rules, no death, peace, freedom as a natural state
peaceful nature of the tree of life

you are not dirt, by the way, a pine box
returns you to your real nature quicker,
why prolong the eventual with marble or concrete?

the dirt pile you leave is NOT YOU,
you'll leave that junker,
ashes to star dust, ingredients for more
life and death more breath...

you are the only one who can experience
heaven, nirvana, shangri-la, the Universe, God
you create each other
just relax into peace- the tree of life

love encompassing all
no desire, no respect

the big IS