Individuality

Pure we come into this earth
But like a seed we are nurtured, by both sin and morality
Influenced by temptation but reminded by our conscience
The branches we spout determine our soul’s existence in a place we can’t comprehend
So we contemplate the meaning of each action we choose
Or which consequences we are faced with, from being as simple as a smile to a stranger, or a bumped shoulder as we pass
The hope of finding the answer before we leave,
to why we walked this path that intertwines with so many others to create the complexity of our planet
Each step waiting to be taken, altering the future, to what could have and sometimes should have been
And the fruits which grow from our tree of life feed the ones around us and help cultivate their actions as we feed from theirs too
Giving rotten fruits to enemies and the nourishing to those we love
Whether intentional or misguidedly, each day we smile or frown
We co-habit this earth breathing the same air but we each appreciate it differently to everyone else
but all with the same hopeful ending

By Kiri Gray ©