Mustard SeedA Poem by E.J. WalingMustard
seed. Small. Minute. Infinitesimal. Against infinity. Don Quixote struggle. Humanity on a negligible scale. Yet, like a mustard seed grows. From a diminutive place expands. Exponential. Mental, intelligence. Rockets up. Expanding. Nonstop! Filling infinite voids. Intelligence ubiquity. Infinite mind from a mustard seed grows. © 2024 E.J. Waling |
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Added on March 8, 2024 Last Updated on March 8, 2024 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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