You must grow the tree, harvest the fruit, squeeze the juice into a glass and then compost the remains.
Writings
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Bird’s Sleep
The subtropical sunrise nowadays is a bit later here ...
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Life Finds a Way
I love to see the health of the leaves, both young and old, even in the harsh conditions of its roots.
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Namu Myōhō Renge Kyō
"there are tumblers that click into place"
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Just Live It
I do not recall if I thought of the imminent arrival of night. I just played the day as if there would be forever light.
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Abundance
Abundance is not only the large quantity of something, but the presence of something we need in that moment.
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Morning is Here
There is a quiet amidst as birds sleep in ...
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Big & Little
It is rare to find a friend like that.
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Acquainted with the Light
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet ...
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Love Thy Nature
... we have only been here for one second ...
In All Our Years ™ 