Have you ever considered how a flower just pulls into itself all the goodness, the compassion, the love, the thing that makes you hum with mouth closed and lips pressed together softly, slightly upturned, with the riches of the earth to make it grow vibrant and beautiful and fragrant, always present just so it can pass unto us the beauty of more than pleasant aesthetics married with life producing pollen that attract the ever busy buzzing bee which sustains life?


Yes! I was speechless when I first wondered too!

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