Upon a dawn I bought a plant
And nurtured all it's flower's buds,
From cooling water's gentle warmth
And shave to proper stable form.

But bud for bud it quickly choked
To huey rainbow colored stokes.
The death of everything I touch,
The diamond ring in my heart's trench.

Sophistication stems from subtle simplicity
So stop sophisticating simplicity

Silken streams of sense swirl silver shadows deep
Simplifying the sophisticated, in slumbering silence keep

Simple words are spoken, wise or foolish too,
Laughter or scorn, the listener's point of view.

Wisdom from simple lips, a paradox to share,
Dismissed by the wise, with no one to care.

Experts watch with critical eyes,
Foolishness implied, in simple surprise.

Let us beware, of biases we hold,
And wisdom's sources, where'er they unfold.

Lovely sweetheart,
Why in the midst of a clash of smarts
Do you want me to answer your questions
Yet you question my answers?

We are seedlings,
Needing a little nudge to the earth
Where precipitation is rife
For newfound birth.
Not choking in a bag, deprived of life
Whilst the storm can shine our worth.

We've cut the tree for warmth in winter's chill,
Only to lose its shade when summer's heat is still.
Cut only a branch, and let new life begin,
And you'll have fire and shade to cherish within.