Fortunate, but quite unfortunate—
How did a seedling sprout upon a grassless field?
It shouldn't be here—but light favored it;
And constantly, rain falls upon its favor.
O, how you grew well!
In a grassless field, a fig tree—
Fair leaves, symbolic patterned trunks, and many.. too many figs.
The tree's quite soft—no insides, but filled with soul.
The tree's figs are quite falling;
and the tree can't choose which to save—
all of it fills life to its coreless being.
Then, all the figs fell—the light and rain can't support it no more.
Jun 26, 2025
Jun 26, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
Fortunate, but quite unfortunate—
How did a seedling sprout upon a grassless field?
It shouldn't be here—but light favored it;
And constantly, rain falls upon its favor.
O, how you grew well!
In a grassless field, a fig tree—
Fair leaves, symbolic patterned trunks, and many.. too many figs.
The tree's quite soft—no insides, but filled with soul.
The tree's figs are quite falling;
and the tree can't choose which to save—
all of it fills life to its coreless being.
Then, all the figs fell—the light and rain can't support it no more.