Lemons On Apple Trees

No tree bears all varieties of fruits:
not apple trees or peaches,
and not the tree of knowledge,
and all the things it teaches.

There are cultivars unknown to man,
awaiting to be brought to light;
there are many now extinct,
or ravaged by the blight.

Some species are alien to the earth,
but perhaps inhabit other universes;
others may never see the light of day
anywhere but in verses.

Can we but permit a mystery
to remain mysterious,
to leave The Question unanswered?
Is it really that serious?

Beware the arrogant tree
that claims to bear all fruit,
it’s probably just an pretender,
deceptive to the root.

by Sonny Rainshine

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This poem is an unfinished draft.