He was walking in an apple orchard…in itself a beautiful sight to see
when he stopped to rest a moment…underneath an apple tree.
It was apple picking season…the aroma of apples wafted in the air.
The branches bent under the weight of apples everywhere.
He was captivated sitting there…wondering how this could possibly be
How could every apple be unique,
and beautiful
yet come from the same tree.
No two apples were the same
although all were similarly grown…
they came in different sizes,
shapes
and colors
but each had a beauty all its own.
And he thought how humans are like the apples
hanging from this tree…
How all growing together
we are a beautiful sight to see..
How no two humans are the same
although we all are similarly grown…
How we come in different sizes,
shapes
and colors
but each one of us has beauty all our own.
And with hope in his heart he awaits the day
for what a great day it will be
when the whole world can see what he saw
underneath that apple tree.
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