The Universe: a poem 

Forms of love

Finding magic in slow life, the bloom of a flower. The distance of the seed.

Sweet warm tea

Gathering moments

Gathering

Gathering

Gathering

Gathering through me

It feels like wildflowers inside

Bright light

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