Your body is ancient. It grew. You grew. You're growing 

Up and out just like all the seeds that have so much power inside them as soon as the moment is right. You are the sweet fruit of something, moving about on your roots that crave dancing and sunlight. Just like the bristlecone pine that thrives over thousands of years - you have been twisting, rising up, digging in. Oneday our bodies will come together like smooth driftwood riding the waves.