Groundcover
The term ground cover is a funny one. When I first heard it I went straight to the idea of a carpet on the ground… not the natural type either.
When you first meet the ground cover genie, he asks you, “What are you looking for?”
Stunned and unsure about this blue cloud of vapor that has appeared in your yard, you and he eventually get to yarning about the various functionalities a specific species of grass blade can wield over the great waterways in time.
You relay thoughts as to how some plants can be grown strategically and fruitfully, found on the margins of fields that fluctuate w/ fire, coaxing the fauna found nearby into system beneficiaries.

!*Biodiversity blossoms. - You visualise.

You speak about the trees as they fall upon the land at scales larger than life itself…
The unidentified and seemingly real cerulean spectre ultimately wants you to remember just one thing…

…“Soil on which you stand must be covered. Shaded.
Protected from the great light in the sky.” - Bellows the… Genie?
“MATTER NOT DOES SPECIES!” The psycho continues to leer.

*Righto mate, calm down. I hear ya
“Seems legit.” You say.

And in an instant.
Your eyes open to the possibility of the soil and its needs for support.
You rub your dome and hold that thought.

It is now with you. For good.

… And it ought.

-------- @mr.betteridge

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