Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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The moment of thought
split, revealing its variables
unfolding faces sown
in a crowd, pushing against
me, separating, some turning
others leading to follow
each vital vessel a message
complementary to the whole
leaving doubt fractured
certainty carried individually
as seeds in bursting pods
that hang on valued vines
in drying heat, fall to soil
compete for moisture
then Nature’s light.

c) Jan G. Otterstrom F.
    June 3, 2011
    Over Costa Rica