Almost everyday, I learn something new from you,
And on days that I don't, I learn something new about myself.
This, is hard to come by.
And things hard to come by,
yet often occurring,
takes you by surprise;
You think about what's happening,
And then when you realise,
It is an inexplicable moment;
one to ponder, one to reflect,
and one to wonder, or to deflect.
An apple.
A fruit,
A rotten apple,
or the apple of my eye?
Or the forbidden fruit,
or the fruit in a child's fantasy (disney),
or the fruit of peace (in cantonese),
or the fruit of technology (apple inc.)?
Or the fruit of health - to keep the doc away?
The apple.
~ A place to vanquish boredom, holding little substance ~ Afterall, "No one means all he says, yet very few say all they mean; for thoughts are viscous and words are slippery..."
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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