I ran the green trails

I usually walk.

Grass and plants are

growing wildly free.

No one has to tend them.

They’re taken care of

with out a thought.

Not by god–he loves

all his plants equally

and when he showers

them with his love

no one is favored over

the rest.

No one is left out.

If he leaves out one

he leaves out all.

He will not rain

or shine down

on one plant only.

If he has any, he

has enough for all.

The littlest & the biggest.

The most colorful

& the ordinary.

So grow in peace

knowing that when

it rains or shines

everyone gets equal


At least it’s that way

in Nature.

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