Drumsticks dance in the morning breeze
as I continue my morning walk
I observe the change in diameter
from a thin green thread
to a thick eco-friendly stick
I get the silky feeling
with my gentle touch
the stick filled with nutritious food
nature's nourishment for the mankind
my out-of-box thinking
urges me to use this stick
for combat against any evil thoughts
drumstick:
the herbal stick
to guard against
delusion and illusion.
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