We think of a seed as a symbol of the beginnings of a growing being.

Have mercy on our sins. My bones would tremble if my mind weren’t stabilized with pharmaceuticals.

Unconditional love would not allow the opportunity to hurdle this risk… this challenge.

I will not allow the residual emotions left from antagonistic exchanges overshadow the glee that we have transferred. It’s a huge risk to put someone else in the fenced target of your actions…. who knows what arrow gets pulled?  And is it pulled from quiver or body?

I have to tell you this… If I *have to look backwards… I am glad I was that archery field.  I have untangled you as the nominal enemy/opposition.  Will you please do the same for me?