“Earth, my dearest, oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over…
Unspeakably, I have belonged to you,
From the flush.”
What she plants, she nurtures – and she has a talent for this. She is a Mother in every sense, and she tends to her seeds lovingly and with exceeding patience. What is planted requires both the time and the space to flourish. Knowing this, she makes room and prepares the way offering her encouragement and guidance. She is the representative of that which we all belong to, a commonality amongst everything that is alive, and a child’s first understanding of true love.