To Thorn. To Adorn. To Circulate. To Celebrate.
Lady Hawthorn:
Censee Who Radiates
To breathe with Hawthorn is Heartwood made bright,
Where pulse becomes blossom and courage takes flight.
High in the heart where life's rhythms convene,
Hawthorn keeps watch in the evergreen between.
Breath circles outward through branch, berry, and flame,
Returning each heartbeat more wholly the same.
Enter Lady Hawthorn's gateway tree,
Where blossoms become Heart's currency.
Her star-bloom and Thorn keep joyful accord,
As laughter unlocks each Heart's bright reward.
