Another Red Arbutus

survivor from another age
   limited to a smaller area
   than it ever was in eons

      populated by things
   we never imagined or
dreamed in nightmares


another red arbutus
clings to rocks 
hilltops and mountains

as arbutus trees have
(seems like forever)


maybe the purpose of life 
      is to reproduce  

survival by another name
   reproduce and so go on


or maybe there is more
   (and can it really be)

      for us to know that we
are self-aware (we think)

      and if we are aware
(how well do we know
what we are)


that must be important

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