Life as ceaseless relationship - words by Richard Moss
One shovel full of topsoil is an alchemy of connection between millions or billions of living things. Even one, two or three of those species, if damaged, takes the magic out of that soil, so that a seed falls, and instead of growing, justs withers and dies.
We are yet, for all our knowledge and technology, incapable of creating the integrity of a single shovel full of topsoil.
If this is the coplexity in soil, imagine the level of intelligence that makes up our own organism?