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The Cactus – Poem


The Cactus – Poem.


The Cactus has secrets
How can it not?
Flourishing in sunbaked deserts
Blossoming in desiccate lands
Yielding succulent fruit while the rest wither in scorched bitterness.
Green! Fresh! Alive!
It begs to be tasted.
In a wilderness of nothingness,
Ever wondered how it survives?
Forget the prickles and spikes.
Those are to deter invaders.
The unconscious wanderers.
Protecting the source from those who touch it without enlightenment.
However, approach it with the wisdom of sages and in time you will find out it’s secrets.
Despite it’s color and appendages, there is really no difference between you and the cactus.
Follow it’s spines with clarity
Searching to know and not devour
And you will soon know its secret source
Water!
It’s that simple really, the secret is
Not as complicated as you imagined.
The Cactus is like truth.
Stingy, rare, uncommon but necessary.
The cactus is a signal and source of
Life in the midst of arid plains.
The truth is water!
Drink it!



Bible Verse:


To the Jews who had believed him, Jesus said, “If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples.
32 Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”
33 They answered him, “We are Abraham’s descendants and have never been slaves of anyone. How can you say that we shall be set free?”
34 Jesus replied, “Very truly I tell you, everyone who sins is a slave to sin.
35 Now a slave has no permanent place in the family, but a son belongs to it forever.
36 So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.

John 8:31-36


Jules


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