Like the acorn and the winged seed, I am still and hibernating; but the sunlight in the south is more by the day.
Although I rest, I also stretch...and ever downwards, beneath my ground, the roots, my roots, slowly slither, strengthen and seek.
Because I have chosen experiences over possessions, that which I do albeit temporarily keep in the home, not only reflect the stillness, peace and transience of Nature, but also symbolise the Beautiful Love I am surrounded with. On every level.
Never forget i the temporaryness of this life ... and the eternity of my life.