In Between
Among the blossoms in the orchard
Where the sweetness subtly shifts
From apple to apricot, a young boy walks
He stoops to study the olive foliage
Woven round brown
Broken twigs in a wreath
Luxurious leaves so complex
Intricate arteries interlaced
All things are connected
Limbs and branches to the tree
Arms and legs; hands and feet
He himself; part of something bigger
The universe so vast; solar systems
planets, suns, stars of other galaxies
Pulsing with life... more than blood
Here in shrubs slightly higher
Than his own head he finds wonder
A different shade of green unseen
Stretched between the branches
Like the story in the Bible
A serpent smooth, lithe and agile
He grasps the cool creature
Gently, gently and holds him aloft
The flickering tongue offers no protest
He's only seeking sustenance
In insects and spiders among
Apricot branches and gently returned
How many mysteries are hidden
Just so, going silently unseen
Miracles connected by something
In between
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