xxxxxxxxx With a twist
xxxxxxx It drinks rain x &
And begins again
A full circle reels out,
Turns dark soil to desire.
Seed grows to tree, cypress tip
Bent by dry Mediterranean wind
Palm tree makes burning desert fruit.
Tough mango seed turns to sweetness
Once again, inside, a secret, a treasure.
What to call this? A design, constant,
But not constrained, from long age
Springing, never repeating.
You could call it