The Tree of Life
A genetic seed, a spiral foretelling -
you, unwinding
a helix of unlimited potential,
you - unfolding.
Just a little ahead,
rooting deeper, reaching ever higher,
the ever-lasting Tree.
One day you realize
you can do nothing to hinder its growth
nor can you struggle
to be what you already are.
The acorn knows how to be an oak tree
without learning or effort.
What will come after you
is visible to you now -
it is you
carrying your soul like a moonlit moth,
one soon to be illuminated
brighter than any star.
Smile for this secret knowledge
is within you -
let the acorn lead your way.
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