loveseedz of the hart
flourish as gruwing
grasping parts
of an exquisite kreation
with tendrils stretching
towards the sun
while root hares suck
moisture frum fertile klumps
ah fragrant earthe
klinging deeply to loam
while finding pebbles to hug
i exult in being a flower
Aiko:
(laughter) I'd rather be a human than a flower.
Cindy:
Why not both? See yourself part of the entire creation.
Don:
Indeed. We need to see ourselves in the entire creation.
Bai-Luo:
(clearing his throat) Haven't you been reading too much Ram Dass or Jack Kornfield?
