O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it...
There are days we live...
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom, to impossible blossom.
- Li-Young Lee
May the joys of each impossible blossom be carried in your heart.