I pour the water onto the dish under the planter the water is there yet between now and next time the water is gone soaked into soil sipped by roots drawn up into leaves and petals transformed by time by need I pour the water not knowing what is absorbed when leaves open petals unfurl life draws up in the soil of time I pour the water and trust th…
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