Forgive me, please... I can't help it. I must go and bear witness... Perfection in these lines, M.T.! You captured it exactly. I feel now that the roots and all that is underground are speaking to me as they show off what comes from being succulent and hidden during the dark days. It's impossible to ignore the tick-ticking as the clocks wind through and time stops once again. It's incandescent, isn't it? Thank you for coming over and reading and sharing what's in your mind and heart.