The Garden Here.....
The Garden Here.....
the garden here;
has bugs,
and grubs,
and leafs,
and smells,
and humble worms,
and darkened soils,
and growth,
and death,
and renewing’s,
and fallen matter,
and surprises most of all.
but for me;
and many others,
in this garden here,
is healing balms,
is aspirations renewed,
is wellness oils,
is hopes and dreams reawakened,
is new schemes and things,
is enrichening of souls.
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