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Golden Seed

I planted a seed

scented red soil

and returned in winter

plucking its leaves to the ground

the top, ripped off by a fingernail

I slipped a gold ring

over the naked stick

a year later and alive!

a blooming soft green

its outstretched hands

reaching from the shadow

the gold covered by leafy decay

in a thousand years

is it an immense size?

a flaky chocolate base

wide as three men across?

does it shadow the mountain slope?

thousands of red copper leaves?

is the ring gripped and buried

in the heartwood?

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