To approach

The seed, the dimly lit crystal silhouette, shows itself through the forrest. The light bounces off the bronze ribbon that flows through the space and callls me in. A moth to a flame, I follow the curve of the landscape up to the source.

To harvest

The bronze trail of the seed greets me and guides me to the gardens. I bow to the first task at hand; I sow seeds of daisies, sage and thyme. The field and I, we cultivate each other. I mirror the thyme and greet my roots as they unravel.

To unveil

I follow the bronze trail to the first level ahead. Here, I lay out my harvest, a modest crop. We clean each other of our soil and expose ourselves. As the harvest dries out and loses water, I confess to the excesses of my mind and surrender them. Core unveils its form.

To infuse

The guide leads me to the second level, the hearth. Here, I reintroduce water over fire to pull the essence out of the body. The plants infuse the liquid leaving behind the form and I follow suit. We see each other, truly.

To settle

I climb the bronze stairs up to the final level, holding a small teakettle. I sit down to pour myself a cup of a tea and I take a sip. Simple as it may seem, we share a secret in our union, thyme and I. We now know where we come from, we settle.

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