Saturday, July 8, 2017

My Dear green plant ,

 I came back to this old place 
a plant in shade, unlooked after ;
leaf brown as its stem ..
I drank water while I fed the plant
one morning 
it came out all green;
It gave me life 
full of embraces to survive,
How in my presence 
I would let it die ?
Oh ! I gave you life
but I am going again,
you shall remain here always
in my arts, green 

My ancestors still worship forests. They dwell in forests. Taking care of plants somehow connects me to them. 

There is ground below to feel grounded, 
remember to connect to roots, all finds stability 

Be flexible like bendy plants but in mind 

Never forget All owns control. 

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