StarWheel Collection

For every root, there is a flower,
for every flower, there is a fragrance,
for every fragrance, there is a butterfly.
Who said you are alone?
Before walking, swimming; after walking, flying:
in time, a greater life weaves through the smaller life.
Ascending Growth is delightfully unavoidable:
this is the love of the Whole within the Fragment.
The Small, the Large and the Whole:
a Golden family.
Breaking the spell of separation, you discard the cocoon.
Dancing within Yourself, you sip nectar from all cups.
Looking for kin, you return with joyful company.
For every You, there is Me.