54.) I Saw And In The Seeing Cried . . .

I saw – and in the seeing – cried:

The apple rotted on the tree

Which was taken – from it

And by even the most innocent heart

If it was desired in deceit:

Taken – it died – and the source, too

The tree least eaten of – the life-tree

That – was seldom seen

And even more – seldom eaten of:

Apples of gold are too costly by far

Which steal from us

To us give light and life

It was the one still feasted on

That was multiplied – within us

Which gave us rotten life

Fruit we thought we wanted –

Self’s wisdom, its own knowledge

And so I saw – and in my seeing, cried.

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