Beautiful Light
Beautiful Distance
Coming together
I am here

Beautiful Light
Beautiful Distance
Coming together
I am here

Beautiful Dawn
Beautiful Night
Pulling apart
I am here

I am grateful for the avocado seed; planted in spring. Held by picks, submersed half-way in water. It tricks me. It pretends it is dying; drying its hull day by day. Then, as I am ready to throw it away. To give it up. It sends the briefest of limbs slowly, slowly…… down into the water below. Is it really growing? Then, again, at my own personal limit… it begins to stretch its growth upward as well. Both root and limb pulling away from the center—and then radiant leaves; one then another—climb towards the light. Towards the sun.

“Patience”, it whispers. Growth is happening. All in good time.

I am patient like an avocado seed; planted in Spring.