Look at the great food chief bursting in fountains out of the Earth.
And remember, it does not all happen right now. This is just a stage. Last year̓’s fruit has brought this sinewy branches down, and much of this bloom is right where it needs to be for you to reach it.
And if it’s shadowy, then this fountain of bloom finds a single river, like an estuary, to the tip of every twig.
This is the same concentration, with room for everyone. She’s a wise one!
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