Discerning the Fruits #1925

Discerning the Fruits In the garden of choices, where trees stand tall, We glimpse the truth in the fruits they call. A tree is known by what it bears, Revealing secrets in the way it shares. The branches sway with tales untold, Of actions planted, bold or cold. Without the fruit, how would we see, The nature of each living tree? Good fruit blossoms, bright and pure, A testament of deeds that endure. While bitter fruit, with poison's stain, Speaks of choices made in vain. Look beyond the bark and leaves, To where the heart its harvest weaves. For in the fruit, the truth is found, In silent whispers, without a sound. Good and evil, intertwined, Unravelled in the fruit defined. By their fruits, we come to know, The path we tread, the seeds we sow. Consequences, clear and bright, Guide our steps, reveal the light. In every action, great or small, The fruit reveals the tree's true call. So let us heed the ancient way, Discern the fruits, come what may. For in the harvest of our deeds, Lies the truth that truly leads. -Steven G. Lee (June 24, 2024)