Zen

had my mango tree of (so many years) cut down to a bear minima; so i thought i should sing its ode here
Before i had that tree planted there were guava trees in that spot; guavas, another delicious and versatile caribbean fruit
So any which ways, i'm now taller than my mango tree, and i wont be eating mangos from my tree for a long while, it will take some time to regenerate. Some believe that a mango tree can grant wishes... maybe so maybe not, one thing i can attest to is the friendship coordination of this delicious fruit. When i was growing up, sharing food was a gesture of friendship, compassion and love. One of the first foods we shared as children was not the store bought snack of today's world, but rather, a mango chow, having rummaged through our mother's kitchen for whatever herbs we could salvage to toss in.
The green or near ripe mango, rough chopped after being peeled, was tossed in a bowl, with salt, lime juice, garlic and pepper; then what ever else we can put our hand on, we tossed in, and then had a good ole time dipping into the bowl and eating our chow; back then the equation was, mango chow equalled strong strong friendship.
Tomorrow in many homes this delicious fruit will be culinarized in all of its facets within the celebration of the Festival of Lights