And woo our hearts-blood, and spirit.
I was given a Jasmine Tree tonight, a goodbye and a promise from three dear(est) ones. This image here isn't mine, but aptly describes the mood encoded therein to the present.
Of how we shape and move and carry each other, through cliff and creek without so much as a whisper of complaint or fatigue, without even so much as noticing the feat has been carried out. To you all, the loved ones of this fine (fragile, delicate) earth, before we snuff each other out for once and all, I send the scent of white flowers on green branch and breathe in for each and every one of you, flailing or otherwise. Every day.
:) Call me.
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