Blossoming happens;
when the root is well.
Beauty may not beheld
in an alien soil.
The flower may not be,
because the root fails.
But – we can bond shoot
with a hearty root –
native and foreign
kept alive as one.
In true union be
they’re not one, not two.
Where joined together,
indeed a weakness.
And – with dissonant joint
blossoming happens.
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