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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The Codex Collection is a living transmission of Rememery and Recognition as drawn and as received

