A Wind Blew Through An Orchard

A blessed wind blew through an orchard…

Yet twas true twas cursed, and twas sad twas true. I breathed deeply of this universal breath, and believed the best about myself to be prevalent. I welcomed this beautiful poison into my nostrils with a smile on my face.

Eagerness accompanies the weak-minded. The fruits of the earth are mishandled by the ignorant.

The blessed wind is reserved for the blessed… nobody tells you this.

“See the great wind!” they say.
“Jump into its flow!” they say.

But a stolen blessing is a curse…

A blessed wind blew through an orchard…

And love damned them all.

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