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Zen Lunacy

Posted to Action Poetry

A woman is the field.
The man is the plow.
The plow can exist without the field.
But the field cannot exist without the plow.
The plow must love and respect and honour the field.
For without the field, the plow would be lonely and useless.
But the field must bow to the plow.
For without the plow the field would not exist.