
Life takes its place again.
Flowers grow, gently,
but nothing holds them back.
The earth moves again.
Slowly. Deeply.
It opens.
It carries.
It awakens what was dormant.
To create, again.
And again.
— Forest Cycle
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Life takes its place again.
Flowers grow, gently,
but nothing holds them back.
The earth moves again.
Slowly. Deeply.
It opens.
It carries.
It awakens what was dormant.
To create, again.
And again.
— Forest Cycle
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