Ever ripening fruit – A Poem

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Time, mortality’s tree of ever ripening fruit,

Whatever the circumstances all eat from it.

Its branches record events in destiny’s tent,

Grafting days into orchards of nourishment.

Moments spent savoring its sweet produce,

Now temporal shelter unto eternity’s palace.

Published by Suzette Benjamin

Positive thinker, inspirational, writer, faith

5 thoughts on “Ever ripening fruit – A Poem

  1. Beautiful phrases Suzette… fave: “Moments spent savoring its sweet produce” πŸ’β€οΈπŸ’ …and may we adorn our ears with cherries, to hear better the present moment. πŸ˜ŠπŸ™

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