"Acceptance"
We're sitting ,
Next to each other
Equally close
Although worlds apart.
I am eating an apple .
You are eating an apple .
"The perfection of creation is in this apple " I say ...
" Its got no taste " you say " and throw it away.
The perfection of creation is
In us sitting next to each other
Equally close
But worlds apart.
The perfection of creation is
In the Apple I eat
And in the apple you throw away
In my joy
And in your frown
Sitting together
And still worlds apart.
Poem by Mia Pal
Submitted to Voyages of Light