Begin

Warm light on soft white petals holding thought and action. Pollen as seeds, as desires, as possibilities tucked in, held and protected. An expression, still, until the warm light comes. Love, the light of knowledge that turns to the wind of wisdom.

She awaits the opportunity, her opportunity, to open and share her seeds, her pollen, for others to use as food for their family or just to look upon them and enjoy.

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