As this miraculous being slowly emerges, as you notice it in the midst of your day, you find yourself holding your breath momentarily in its presence. This vibrant, glowing green speaks of fresh and open possibility as things newly out of the earth can.
And as you live with this companion, coming upon it at stray moments, you begin to accept its presence, letting go of its unique grace and its gentle touch on your routine. It's not that you love it less, simply that it has morphed into a close and familiar piece of your life.
And then comes the decline, when, to the eye of some (and with some surprise), its beauty is renewed, its impact is enhanced, your connection is strengthened. These sober moments can bring insight as well as tears. As you recall that initial miracle, you are transfixed by this slow procession of which you are a part. And you wonder whether your grace will match that which sits in front of you in this very moment.
Blessings,
Marco
