Two cloud-white buds have appeared on the ginger,
tiny fingers pointing to the sky. The butterfly
blossoms emerge slowly, a twin to the pungent
flavor of the roots that melt over the tongue.
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Two cloud-white buds have appeared on the ginger,
tiny fingers pointing to the sky. The butterfly
blossoms emerge slowly, a twin to the pungent
flavor of the roots that melt over the tongue.
*****
Read more Morning Meditations here.