I saw a fallen Apple fruit Beneath the shadow of the tree It was all red and cool and fresh And worms have yet to partake its flesh Round the fruit's awaited grave Nothing lies but cool earth; Save The footprints that lead to and from This Apple tree that stood alone This vast expanse of fielded loam
Straightaway I knew the answer to this enigma Adam rose from the dead and found that he was hungry He saw the Apple tree, rattled the branches so the fruit would fall And seeing the prints where the snake did crawl Decided that he was not going to eat at all He left; walked around in search of Eve And his son Seth so that they can run around naked and not toil till sundown and relieve themselves from the burden Of being first and last in Eden
I wrote this like 5 or 6 years ago. Inspired by Jorge Luis Borges
...see the color of the first sunrise ...sip black tea on London rain ...linger at the heart of the Big Apple ...gaze at the pink skies of California ...cliff dive into the Aegean blue sea ...marvel at the green grass of the African safari ...get lost in the land with the whitest snow ...witness the sunset in Rio ...travel in space and walk the gray surface of the moon
but i’d rather pull all the shades and wander the great indoors where the color of comfort is...