Originally posted elsewhere on Feb. 26, 2009.
Farmers and weavers,
Healers and teachers,
Warriors and hunters,
Makers of the all.
Feeding and guarding
Wisdom and learning;
Food and nourishment
Of body and soul.
The past and the future
Are bound in the now,
Only the childlike
May be not blind to it.
Too clever by half,
Some seek to avoid it;
Blind to what is,
Their future is certain.
Which is more real,
Apple or elf?
Science or magic
Or is there a difference?
***
This started on a walk L and I took on Tuesday. Felt like it needed a fifth verse. Recent happenings elsewhere are reflected in the fifth, and go together in my head anyway. I'm not sure if I'm completely happy with it or if it all hangs together, but there it is.
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