I had this thought, as I studied Vayakhel-Pekudei last week, with all it's glorious, reiterated detail about the makings of the Temple and the priestly vestments.
What's with the pomegranates? We read that they are placed all around the hem of the priestly robe, with bells placed between. "A bell and a pomegranate, a bell and a pomegranate... " (Ex. 39:25) Certainly they are a symbol of fertility. Then it hit me, the pomegranate is a fruit that is much greater than the sum of it's parts. Each little seed? Nothing earth-shattering on its own. Get a big mouthful of those little seeds? Shazam!
And then there they are, encased in this beautiful, thick rind. Protected, held together.
Give that asaf-suf - that motley crew - a great job to do together, and they become one, big, beautiful people - enfolded, wrapped in G-d's presence.
Yeah, I know we've moved on in Torah-land, but it seemed like a thought worth mentioning.