Poetry | Walnut
The Walnut’s Tale
In a rugged shell, a world concealed,
A walnut’s mind, its fate revealed.
Half-opened gate, a brain-like form,
Shaped by nature, weathered, worn.
An ancient thought in humble guise,
Secrets kept from mortal eyes.
Through creases deep, in silent lines,
Wisdom flows in hidden signs.
A map of life, from seed to tree,
Bound by roots, yet wild and free.
Within this husk, a story’s told,
Of Earth and time and tales of old.
In a shell of strength and wisdom’s might,
The walnut dreams, unseen by sight.
This walnut, freshly harvested from the tree my husband’s parents left behind, holds deep meaning for me. I cherish this tree, as it bears fruit each year, reminding me of them. Plus, walnuts are a powerful superfood.
Walnuts are called a superfood because they have many nutrients that are great for our health. They are full of omega-3s, which are good…
