An Ode to the Apple Tree

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An Ode to the Apple Tree

Ah Apple Tree How I am a seed of Thee. Fallen from above Off a branch stemming to the east, I wandered west In search of wonders I wish to see. I know of spring time blossoms, I know the love of birds and bees, I know the heat of summer passion, The winds of change, And the fall of autumn leaves... Set Free In coldest and darkest of times, I bury Thy spirit beneath the winter's freeze. Into the places where few dare to go, Living adventures, Adapting to change, As easy as waters flow. In order to be free. In order to be me. Sprouting sprouts above Rooting roots below Nourished by the Love of the Mother Empo