Tart Seeds

Have you noticed that sometimes things don't grow?

Haven't you noticed that sometimes things look wrong?

Haven't you noticed that there are amusements?

Haven't you noticed that at bay one can lose its ship?

Did you know that we are left when right?

Did you know that living is an action?

Noticing is reaction.

Unliving is distraction.

Remembering is in laughter.

Oh, hey, did you remember that at once there is laughter there is memory given thereafter?

Sweet thing, didn't you know?

Didn't you notice?

Were you aware?

Of us everywhere?

Tart Seeds grow like weeds I hear.

Maybe we will make stew;

Out of the batch left we have.

This is why love is sweet, and love is sour.

that is why we make Tart Seeds.

Any blossom from it will keep the garden happy.

Tart seeds.