Took a piece of me and reflected herself back - a fragment, a fractal - some deep interior knowing, knowingly reached out - knocking the mic with the resonance of keeping out the other who would disturb the young plants - a viceral connection that had my mouth agape - Agape - the love of Christ - the all seeing one - the cosmic love of the universe that holds all things, believes all things, endures all things - this love is what makes world’s - even as Eros is her servant.

In this season of Virgo - the servant - it is exactly the gardener that perfects the archytype - the one whose service to the earth purifies and is for a bigger purpose.

You, took hold of this - let the music and feelings surge through your throat and veins - in the minute twists of your wrists and hands - in the eyes peeking through mic - cable - stand - that knowing that gave me back myself in one instant.

Inspiration begets inspiration and I wonder what else comes there…