Giving And Keeping

i am not
greedy
i am offering you
all these
you know what are
all these
from the beginning
of the grass
and worms

i am leaving you all these
my treasures
they cannot hurt you
neither did they hurt me
for i am not
blind
for i am never a slave
for all
these

they are not mine
neither shall they be yours
even if you keep
them
conceal them
and
sell them when the right
time comes

our fruits are never ripe
our trees
forever tall.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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