Poking Around

growing up
with this
plant
yet

never knowing
what with this
plant
i

could have been
doing all along
medicinally
magically

so now i find by 
happenstance
a bird that
ate a

berry that flew by
my house and
that at that
very

moment pooped out
a seed and from 
that grew

a now eight foot tall
plant that now
i'm starting
to try to

understand and unlike
my once Ponce de 
Leon fountain of
youth

i will try to drink 
with grail in
hand that
which is

knowledge
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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