One minute ago.
Her past… Fixation.
One third lifetime spent on researching whether the Seed had been of poor quality or the Soil.
Her present… Passion.
Crossroad left one determined step behind just one minute ago.
Next minute onward.
Her future… Obsession.
Gold Rush to the Golden Mean. The Seed is spending on her new found Ground of Blossom, long dreamt and self-rewarded, spared for her losses from the minute backward, learnt but learning to mature into a Fruit of Wisdom enduring within the Bed of Balance.