The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. - Albert Einstein

The Flower Within

Hear not the silence in the new fallen snow embankments high of drifted wonder hide all that winter buries underneath its surface and cocoons itself in an invisible whisper when temperatures rise, sounds of rustling begin from the depths of a volitional quietus small lives will break beyond their shells as they ascend toward the sunlit heavens and discover how to unleash their power by finding the flower within.

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