Karma

Alkotás leírása

I served the fruit from my garden to the snakes who forced me to drink cyanide telling me it was almond liqueur. I was foolish, and so my heart ached when I saw the truth. I counted the bruises from their grip on my neck (supposedly they were embracing me) and cried an entire ocean for them. But then beyond the window I saw a snowdrop as large as a tree. It warmed my heart. The cooks prepared me dinner, several defenseless, hideous snakes... Fortunately, in nature it works so that a healthy tree bears new fruit every year, even though at the beg