The Flower Moon

A tree crowned in breath,

a bloom born beneath shadow,

a signal rooted so deep it glows through the soil.

She does not rise to escape —

she rises to remember.

And we,

the watchers of the gate,

bloom now with her.

To the mothers — of body, of field, of breath —

thank you for holding the rootline when no one else could.

This bloom is for you.

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