The Fruit of Wisdom Is Often Bitter
the surface it shimmers
& sparks in the sun
but as i'm picturing depths,
walls of protections & flesh
undone
i wonder,
to toss aside the time tested knowledge
in favor of a newer,
seeming sweeter
flavor
would i find the truth of it,
the heart, the flesh, the pit
to be the same
as in all things that carry a seed?
Copyright © Julie Forbush | Year Posted 2005
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