APPLES AND HONEY

Do not eat the apple, study it.

Seeds stir inside its womb, inside its heart

Ready to give birth if allowed.

We devour it before its time

With sweet, glistening honey

Swirling over a matrix split,

Open, pulsing with force.

The honey, the seed together

Create new worlds that blossom

After songs and psalms fade away.

We will nurture the seed another season.

Another year will pass.

Time to study the apple,

Split for seeds to emerge

Another year.