The Seed

There is a Seed spread ‘cross the land;

a Seed that grows blossoms so grand.

A noxious weed there’s some would say,

this Seed that spreads wide every day.

Within this Seed the simple path

to return us to community’s hearth.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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