Mother and baby, attached at the root.
Look how tall you will grow baby!
See me? See what you can be?
I see you.
And I can be more like you too.
You, yellow. Me, orange.
You bring yellow to me and I offer to you, orange.
Do you feel the pull, the energy urging you forward?
Though you are smaller than I, I still feel the need to grow.
You will never stop growing as long as you never stop feeling. Feeling life. Feeling your potentiality.