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What wild, unfamiliar seed lies dormant
Between the forest and the field?
What will become of it if nurtured?
What if left alone, ignored?
A karmic accountant tends his ledgers
Preparing for an audit
Will the debits and credits balance?
Or will there be a reckoning?
And then I wonder about that seed
I wonder what will grow
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Excellent first lines and thought. Christ said to let the weeds grow with the grain and separate at harvest. But being a farmer, I'm not sure I agree with His methods.
