I have buried everything into the soil.
All that is closed to sky will turn into opals
Or will swell into roots and mine the minerals from the core.
This is a place to begin, here in darkness.
The memory of the stars is my map.
Having nothing, I can embrace anything.
Poem from Jane today!!
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