Love is the leaves clinging the trees and the trees cradling the leaves. One harvests minerals, laps up the earth, the other soaks light from the sky; trading and talking, in springtime and fall, coming and going to die. They nourish and parasitize each other, generous thieves who reply: “We the leaves reincarnate the /trees/ reincarnate the leaves thereby”
R.L. Balladrael 
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