Love Affair with Plants

I cannot help but be here with you.

Even here in winter, as we approach the longest night of the year. I feel connected and close to you.

I can drink you in my tea which was so lovingly grown and harvested in my back yard.

I can smell you in the smudge and the steam, so calming and reassuring that all is well.

I can feel you on my skin, when I rub the healing balms into my sore joints and muscles.

I can see you sitting by the sunny windows, collecting radiance and life energy to share with the rest of creation.

I can hear you as you whisper teachings of the ancestors, though my ears are so dulled by the noise of technology.



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