Simple is the truth, but a seed in the center of it all.
A seed from which blooms infinite complexities.
I am a flower of life, so are you.
So are stars and galaxies too.
Inside, we all find that very same center, seed.
Authentically we be one and the same, connected.
We all produce petals, blooming at our differing times of day.
The constant is the seed, and its truth is its ability to change.
The constant is that the tree of life blooms flowers that change,
branching out and blooming in an infinite way.
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