Too many books to read!

What to do with all this seed–

Grow a jungle of thought?


I’ve lost sight of wood for trees

And no longer see toes below knees,

So that I might simply walk.


Vision without action–

A dream!

Action without vision–

A nightmare!


So, the proverb goes

With the wisdom it holds

And plenty of space to run.


Still, my love of words,

Like grain to birds,

Lifts me, tree-crown to sun.


S.A. Bort / 21 April 2014


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