THE NEW OAK
Shimmering in the
sunlight
the bright green
leaves
a new red oak
to be king someday
but for now
a baby
sprung from an
acorn
a hard little
prison
a secret seed
filled with wishes
and longing
and bursting
a responsibility
now
to give forth
thousands of more acorns
for the next thousand
years
the duty of the
king
the secret of the
prison
the magic of the
seed.
