Plants and metaphor like the mimosa- so super sensitive it recoils from touch or is as one pathologically withdrawn. And the saxifrage a testament to resistance- born of rock springing forth without soil, without a rich loam in which to take root- and still, it splits stone... ( It is like a Phoenix- born of ash a plucky survivor.) And the poppy- fleur du mal beautiful though dangerous ( as so many people.) And what of the common story of a traveler, deathly ill and a miraculous healing from a repulsive brew, unsavory though the cup brims with indigenous knowledge... Botanicals- their an encyclopedia of paradoxical wisdom a wealth of the wonderous and wild... some are noxious, others beneficial, often curative or nutritious, delicious fragrant and decorative- herbs and spices and the goodness of grain... And there's an abundance in forests and fields in gardens grown these, nature's gifts a dew- flecked bounty so succulent with life.
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