Tuesday, February 13, 2007

grudging

try to see it my way...we can work it out

I walk because I can, because I know nothing else and because I have no other choice. And as I walk I drop a seed, a little brown simple thing, into the ground. I continue walking as far as my legs carry me, dropping seeds everywhere I can in places I know nothing of that have no choice but to grow. You may think I have no sense, a ridiculous boy wearing a steel pot for a hat. It's my shining helmet that protects me from hearing your insolence. It protects me from seeing your crimes.

I walk and plant apple seeds that bloom into magnificent trees. Trees that provide shade for you to rest under. Trees that birth apples for you to nourish. Trees that have arms that you can kindle. Trees that have heart that you can build. You will take this gift I leave for you and cut lumber into homes. But if you cut every gift I give, the ridiculous one won't be me.

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