A blog I follow posted the following stunning pictures of moss growing on a tree. The pictures inspired me to write the following poem.
new life crawls over the old masking the scars of the past choke, mask, regenerate? do we discard progress so not to mask the past is harmony possible? the new need not choke history like moss let the new enrich beautifying the scars of our past travails old and new a symbiotic relationship survival is dependent on the other let the past benefit from the new without causing harm both have the ability to harm the path of balance needs to be learnt past, present and the way ahead the way of the cleaning symbiosis discarding the excess
© 2016 Michael D Emmerich