The Orchard Keeper’s Wisdom

[00:00.12]He counts the apples fallen

[00:04.83]not those that still remain;

[00:09.77]for what the earth reclaims now

[00:15.00]will blossom once again

[00:20.03]His hands are maps of seasons

[00:25.07]his heart a patient clock;

[00:30.17]he talks to roots like children

[00:35.00]and trusts the silent rock

[00:42.81]A storm once broke his branches

[00:47.75]but taught him how to bend;

[00:52.89]the harvest isn’t ending

[00:57.81]it’s promise that won’t end

[01:02.85]At dusk he hums of cycles

[01:08.01]while cider fills the air—

[01:13.31]“to love is to keep tending

[01:19.04]though nothing stays you care ”