And when you become your own refuge,

you will know your veins as branches full of the sweet nectar that is life.


Non-seeking will become home and beauty will steep into your skin,

with the playful stroke of wonder.


No longer needing to seek out nature for nurture,

But seeking in to self, with respect and reverence.


And then we can all care more



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