Thought

to utter

to give birth

to a thought

watch it grow

fashion a life

for its self

shall it be

a seed of evil

a seed of light

shall it be 

worthy of cultivation

its nurtured nature

breathed life

or shall it

wither and die

a poisonous succulent

on the vine

Reviews

[Mary Fioratti]

So light...so deep... so true!
Loved the way you wrote... the end is like a drop of water in the sea.
Congratulations!
Mary*