Growth is happening,
Vectors might turn to balance
Good time everywhere.
β

when i was away working, she was happy blooming π

and she has been preparing π
graphs of my Universe
Growth is happening,
Vectors might turn to balance
Good time everywhere.
β

when i was away working, she was happy blooming π

and she has been preparing π
It sways flexibly
In stormy days.
It grows calmly
In sunny days.
It roots perennially
In the meadow.
It sings;
It hums;
It mutes;
It sees;
It hears;
It touches;
It tastes;
It smells;
In silence
Perfectly.
It does well.
β

There is a tall tree
Greeting the sky with its green,
The earth with its white.
β
There is only one choice left: grow! Whatβs grown within affects whatβs grown without and the other way around β all in unison. Liking it or not, I grow as the sole way.

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