Thursday
How odd it is that everything fits into each other. That our earth is complimented by the beings living on it and the skies. That our houses can only stand if built in specific angles and combinations. That our behaviour is mirrored by others. That our parents behaviour is mirrored by us. When you take just one piece, it seems to be redundant, unnecessary, useless. Once you put it combination with other things it starts to align itself, find its niche, help achieve greatness in unity. When I look at the pedals from my lilies i feel the same way. How strange that these helped built a plant, nurtured by the seas and lakes and the rain from the sky. I wonder if the insects lived in the flower or the flower lived in the insects. I suppose I will never know.
