A small acorn
tumbled down
from a tree

nudging itself
into the bedding of
the cushioned earth…

The tiny acorn
‘sat’ for what
seemed days
asking, “What NOW?”

The winds had been
howling but
it was a gentle breeze
which ‘moved’ the acorn
on its head.

Looking upward—
the acorn had in its site
the Giant Oak Tree
from which it
had fallen…

The acorn leaped—
‘cracking open’ in awakened joy
and echoed aloud,
“I get it NOW!”


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