The sun is the seed,
The moon is the fruit.
The earth is the blossom,
The universe the root.
The sun is the sperm,
The moon is the womb.
The earth from the birth,
The universe its tomb.
So choose what you will,
They're one and the same:
Birth, life, and death
Is nature's game.
Copyright ©1977 Pene Burkey
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