I waited until it was night to walk by day with you in this post, this is the magic of Hive. There I go in silence... passing by that small wooden bridge and contemplating the roots. If they have the power to take off from there and walk I think for the moment they won't. They are saving us, they are there to save us, saving us. They are there for us to breathe, and intelligence is empathetic.
It does not give up, however, it does teach lots of lessons.

Thank you.