| Noel: | Plants our kin? Huh? Is dis dude ah wegetable? |
| Gwen: | He wuz green-blooded! |
| Tara: | Please be quiet so we can hear the poetry . . . |
| Orathip: | What's a wegetable? |
| Tara: | Ah, chatter is the death of poetry . . . |
| Orathip: | Relax – if yer so-called "poetry" can't take dah heat, it isn't really alive. |
| Gwen: | Yeah. Why be wimpy? |
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Plant Power!The pulsating vibrancy of green and sheer intoxication of chlorophyll The strength of roots clasping the earth and brazen boldness of blossoms luring insects to their girth The clarity of trunks soaring upward and of stems rising high The grace of leaves fluttering in sunlight and majesty of boughs touching the sky Plants have much to teach us - we'd be wiser learning from them Why not listen to plants more closely and connect to our roots? Plants are our spiritual kin |
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