Breathe in breathe out repeat, respiration is critical for any lifeform to succeed. All of a sudden I consider myself. Like the soil houses and remembers to shelter the seed, so the flowers germinate and can keep growing while their scent perfumes the air around me. Beautiful reminders I too am changing. Evolving. Beauty is still relevant just rearranging. As previously there were limitations to its phenotypic plasticity causing no growth or elevation. Someone is showing off using me as a demonstration. Like I'm always under observation while I am growing. Like Organogenesis: the development of new organs from meristems. The root of life is in me, the beginning and also the end. The combination of different cycles that one human holds within, is miraculous such a life I am worthy to play a function in. All I had to do was make it to this phase, where I can wake up to smell the flowers I planted along the way. Just be still. Breathe in breathe out, repeat, respiration is critical for any lifeform to succeed.
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