I wouldn’t coax the plant if I were you.
Such watchful nurturing may do it harm.
Let the soil rest from so much digging
And wait until it’s dry before you water it.
The leaf’s inclined to find its own direction;
Give it a chance to seek the sunlight
for itself.
Much growth is stunted by too careful
prodding,
Too eager tenderness.
The things we love we have to learn to
leave alone.
Naomi Long Madgett (Woman with a flower)
Idag övar jag på detta svåra. Låta vara. Inte lägga mig i. Tillit till att min lilla älskade kan själv. Att universums nav finns också i henne. Men ibland är det svårt.
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