"The Root of a Seed"

Updated: Aug 10, 2022

To meet eyes with one,

To meet eyes with many.

Seedlings emerging.

Roots birthing.

No bridle in sight.

The mesmeric fusion,

Of two that sow one,

Uncovering a variety of a thousand suns,

That unveil this auspicious weaving of life.

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