As we continue our cycles upon the earth, we breath the day’s hot oxygenated air that comes from time’s past and immemorial birth. Without thinking and with total ease we expel our warm CO2 into the night as the vegetation with roots below our feet accept our gift and perform the cosmic dance of photosynthesis under the cold, watchful eye of the sunlit moon. You do for me and I’ll do for you. Let’s do it in such a silky, subtly smooth way, nobody will even know. Symbiotic? I would say so!