Nevertheless

you've seen a strawberry

that's had a struggle; yet

was, where the fragments met,

a hedgehog or a star-

fish for the multitude

of seeds. What better food

than apple seeds -  the fruit

within the fruit - locked in

like counter-curved twin

hazelnuts? Frost that kills

the little rubber-plant -

leaves of kok-sagyyz-stalks, can't

harm the roots; they still grow

in frozen ground. Once where

there was a prickley-pear -

leaf clinging to a barbed wire,

a root shot down to grow

in earth two feet below;

as carrots from mandrakes

or a ram's-horn root some-

times. Victory won't come

to me unless I go

to it; a grape tendril

ties a knot in knots till

knotted thirty times - so

the bound twig that's under-

gone and over-gone, can't stir.

The weak overcomes its

menace, the strong over-

comes itself. What is there

like fortitude! What sap

went through that little thread

to make the cherry red!