A Poem: What Matters

What matters is that
we find the heart in the matter.

The seed in the branch,
the grain in the wood,

the flower in the weed.

What matters
is the kernel of truth,

beautiful acorn
in which a tree is contained.

Inestimable thing
which we carry around,

without which
we see nothing else.

Yes, this blessing
in a nutshell.

The word in season
from which everything sprouts

and springs forth
like a day on the brink.

What matters is this
immeasurable small treasure

seen in the palm of our hands
with the eye of the heart

within which
everything makes sense.

Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
October 2018


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