Wisdom's Tree
Fruitions seed is larger still,
get out your watering can
Fifty past one hundred years,
to shade what light began
Wisdom’s tree the hardest wood,
millennium to rise
Truth ingrained, its bark unstained
—transcendence once denied
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)
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