NEW PIECING TOGETHER: In calming the quivering earth, the watered seed, accepting the suddenness of its dreadful blessing, draws from it a sense of settled place, in which, in secret, to swell and then to split . . .

It is, Loving that Matters

In calming the quivering earth---the watered seed

Accepting the suddenness of its dreadful blessing

Draws from it a sense of settled place

In which---in secret---to swell and then to split

And the pressing darkness that had been upon it---

The veiling shroud---now understood: 

The essential part in its inner growth--- 

And the pain of the stretching was unto the uttermost

Death of it for life must rend aside its earthen skin

And the true dividing of its heart in two parts

That it might live that life---above---rooted below---

For another life it had hardly dreamed of

And never seen

Of what it might become

It had no knowledge

It could not see

The perfected flower---its future destiny---

Un-imagined in such compacted darkness

Yet the sun---reaching in---drew out its heart upwards

What it could not understand it trusted

For all within---responded

Moving beyond itself for joy of entering warmth

It is, loving that matters                                                                   Making all the difference in the dark---                                                    New piecing together  

                                                                        

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                                     Illustration from: Volume Three; 'The Ragged Writings of Everland; Arkiahh Dreaming'