
“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression it much come completely undone.” Cynthia Occe
Again In a moment, it seemed, the daisies arrived, bright, luminous and alive in colour that lifted my heart, I sat with them long as they flourished until, just as suddenly, they faded and died, and I grieved their loss wondering what it was I had forgotten, but then, just as quickly, I remembered, they would rise again. ©Paul Vincent Cannon