A LEAF NAMED JACK "Every Tree is but a Leaf on The Tree of Life"

A LEAF NAMED JACK There are leaves in the world.

And people.

In fact, there are more leaves than people.

But the human embryo

is no less important

than an apple seed,

or an acorn.

"I used to hold myself upwards

like the palm of a human hand"

said a leaf named Jack,

"and drink the rain,

lustily.

But then magic mushrooms sprouted

on my tree's trunk,

and somehow I knew

I was a leaf,

yet, simultaneously, also

the whole tree!"

The many leaves flickered

in the cool summer breeze -

in acknowledgement

of the wise leaf Jack's words.

But the clouds were not impressed.

They had seen

vast forested valleys sprout and die.

The clouds knew

every tree was but a leaf

on The Tree of Life.

And that The Tree of Life was but a leaf

turned upwards,

like the palm of the hand of a god.

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I hope you enjoy this short poem - which I feel echoes the "provocatively titled" previous article "Liars & Cheats" - by suggesting that however expanded our consciousness might be, it might well be wise to remain humble...

That however deeply we might feel we have arrived at "the ultimate understanding" -

perhaps there are understandings beyond our own -

and understandings beyond those...

With respect always,

Mark.

🙏😘😉

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Mark Josephs,

"Mark the Mystic Activist",

Aragon, Spain,

Summer 2025

Mark initiated and now helps guide The Conscious Tribes Project.

His articles, stories and poems attempt to convey not only the concept of Conscious Tribes,

but the feeling behind them.

www.tribusconscientes.com

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