It’s a complicated tree, my mind.
A rustling collection of bits and pieces that blow away with the kiss of the breeze.
Some ideas are stuck fast to the branches; stubborn leaves that will not allow themselves to change for neither reason nor season.
Occasionally, thought-fruit falls to the cool, soft ground below with a resounding “thwomp!”.
I then have to discern whether it is ready for consumption, needs to ripen further, or has already spoiled and is not suitable for anything but ant food.
Today, a small but beautifully formed apple has landed and gently rolled towards my feet.
I offer the first bite to you, gentle reader.
However, you will have to decide whether I am muse or serpent.
It doesn’t matter, the energy is the same.
Let’s have a beautifully creative day.
©youthemeus 2019
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