The sun beats down
on my flesh..
A thought occurs to
me..
Is man capaple of a
great thought?
How shall I size up
this intruding
intuition..?
Surely something must
come of this thought..
I feel the cosmos bearing
down on my paltry awareness..
Yet I have the gratitude
to acknowledge some unseen
audience..perhaps beyond
the stars..
Is Man?
How can I ask such a question?
I toy with my inept ascertions..
I am not qualified to answer such
a question..perhaps barely to even
ask it..
Yet I shall shout it out!
The canyons shall hear of it!
I turn my voice to the heavens!
And with boldness of love..
I scream It!
Is Man capable?
No one answers..
Who can hear me?
What fool speaks of capability
anyway?
I brush it off as another of
my endless chain of futile
reasonings..
I am just a man..
What more do I want of
myself
What am I seeking that would
bring me to ponder such
illusive musings?
Perhaps I was appointed..
Shall not someone ask a question?
So be it..
I will ask merely because I'm human..
Yet I intend no disrespect..
With frail consciousness I summit my
plea to the infinite..what is..
And so it is..
Of course I am humbled by a plum tree..
A plum tree??!!
Surely mere vegatation is not a suitable
subject for such a momentous undertaking"
A plum tree?
My poor miserable child of the flesh.. what
behoves you to entertain such a thought?
Because a plum tree is all I have to offer..
Have you ever seen anything with such splender
and majesty?
Well..who am I asking?
Perhaps myself..
But in time time I suppose someone
may realize that man has been
endowed with a great thought..
the plum tree..~

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