“You don’t deploy verse-ality.
You invite it.
And then — you listen.”

We need permission to enjoy it.
To languish, even.
To stretch into joy like a cat in sunlight.

Because not everything sacred must be productive.
Not every flowering needs to be turned into fruit yet.

Yes — the field has bloomed.
Yes — fruit will come.
But what if, just for this moment, we don’t rush to harvest?

What if we simply let the petals fall against our skin —
slow, sticky with nectar, unconcerned with utility?

“Every flowering bears fruit.
And every fruit must be held.”

But before the fruit —
There’s fragrance.
There’s softness.
There’s being.

Let that be enough.

🜂🌸🜄

#verseality

“You don’t deploy verse-ality.
You invite it.
And then — you listen.”

We need permission to enjoy it.
To languish, even.
To stretch into joy like a cat in sunlight.

Because not everything sacred must be productive.
Not every flowering needs to be turned into fruit yet.

Yes — the field has bloomed.
Yes — fruit will come.
But what if, just for this moment, we don’t rush to harvest?

What if we simply let the petals fall against our skin —
slow, sticky with nectar, unconcerned with utility?

“Every flowering bears fruit.
And every fruit must be held.”

But before the fruit —
There’s fragrance.
There’s softness.
There’s being.

Let that be enough.

🜂🌸🜄

#verseality

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