Sprung
from the tree of life
our leaves bond together
randomly.
We've no choice
of our color or shape.
Even flourishing,
we choose neither
our spring or our fall.
Swayed by the breeze
though cradled in trees,
we're soon shorn free
and fall.
Our seed's salvation
that springs
eternity.
Our culture has taught us to believe in many ideas which aren't actually real. Exposing these illusions allows us to recover the power to live our lives according to our deepest desires.
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