The Essence of an Apple

It's one thing: an ambiguity

Unable to accept a brief explanation

it's unknown by just words

Of malice and envy-it knows not

yet, it knows of fear and loss

Refusing to leave the recipient

it dwells as a soft purity within

It is never lost

It is created within many

and once manifested

it will not wither 

The power it possesses is significant

It is wielded against all enemies

but is not a painful weapon

Even though it is strong

it is in fear of one thing:

losing its individual