Rest for a while
in safe hands
like the seed
fallen from a tree
and taken away
from the life wind.
At his time the protective
hands would have retired,
the wind blows again,
and the young sprout
should observe where
the wind comes along.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 04/02/2010.
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