Yet the Life Tree Sprouts, the Heart Grinds on

The Life Tree sprouts like this poem.
The Life Tree is made of thoughts.
The Life Tree cannot be understood with words.
The Life Tree is beautiful to behold.
The Life Tree is invisible.
The Life Tree is made of our voices.
The Life Tree is silent as death.
The Life Tree is a myth.
The Life Tree is eternal.
The Life Tree sprouts from the rubble of chaos.
The Life Tree nourishes life through death.
The Life Tree gives me a reason to live.
The Life Tree is nourished by my blood flowing through my heart.
The Life Tree thrives on perception.
The Life Tree is nothing.
The Life Tree grows.
The Life Tree is necessary.
The Life Tree understands everything.
The Life Tree cannot think.
The Life Tree grows fruit.
The Life Tree has blossoms.
The Life Tree is creative.
The Life Tree is present.
The Life Tree covers the past and the future.
The Life Tree is very large.
The Life Tree is very complex.
The Life Tree is simplicity.
The Life Tree grows every-which-way.
The Life Tree needs us.
The Life Tree burns.
The Life Tree breathes.
The Life Tree feels.
The Life Tree sighs for our sorrows.
The Life Tree is infested.
The Life Tree is organic.
The Life Tree is famous.
The Life Tree is secret.
The Life Tree is in my backyard.
The Life Tree science did not create.
The Life Tree craves chocolate.
The Life Tree hugs butterflies.
The Life Tree stands tough in battle.
The Life Tree whispers secrets.
The Life Tree hates genetic engineering.
The Life Tree kisses the stars.
The Life Tree does not break down.
The Life Tree sobs.
The Life Tree dreams every night.
The Life Tree desires the honesty of family.
The Life Tree enjoys youthful energy.
The Life Tree speaks Thai: ???????
The Life Tree gropes the Apple Tree.
The Life Tree admires reckless abandon.
The Life Tree saplings grow and multiply in other forests.
The Life Tree cannot be confined.
The Life Tree dances off the page and into performance.
The Life Tree .flesti otni ylevitcepsortni sreeP
The Life Tree branches spread out towards the horizon reaching beyond pruning woes.
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If you would like for me to consider adding your verse to this poem please email it to me at pricetesc@earthlink.net.  Be sure to begin with The Life Tree. . .

Thank you.

Bob