My Findings Of You - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

you have the ground ready
but i think it lacks the sincerity
of fertility,

try sowing the seeds of your imagination
look at what sprouts from there
fake mushrooms that poison the brew
or legumes that provide nitrogen in air?

do not be afraid of thorns
they are the initial marks of real roses
neither should you be afraid of snakes
they are the precursors of medicine

do not be afraid of the rage of the rivers
they all lead to your freedom to the sea
do not be afraid of heights and mountain tops
they are the only chances for us to rise

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 3, 2010

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