If you have been bad and yet escaped punishment, the Messenger of Fear may come to you. He will offer you a game. Should you win the game, you walk away free. Should you lose the game, you must pay the ultimate price.
A Tree Bows Humbly With Fruit is the second collection of poems by Jozef Tracz-Ripple. These poems are a continuation of House of Mirrors, the polishing of the soul's spirit and dissolving further from self into Love and its Source; a striving to become in tune with the tongue of the Invisible, the Silent One; to become not just the harp and harp's song but the vibration and the fingers that pluck the heaven-strings; to become not just the flute but to shed everything of ego in order to be the eternal soul of the wind that tunes empty nothingness into ecstatic, familiar music. Poems of a humble and simple nature that are an offering with no want of return, toting the phrase "I deserve nothing"...like the heavy-sweet fruit that makes the tree bow.
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