I found myself hiding… in a garden of glowing thoughts…
Blossoming colors bursting… thicket thorns piercing …
Seed pods erupting… Vines tendrils creeping…
I curl my toes down… growing roots deep in the soil…
A buzz of life engulfing… silent scenses swallowing…
Loaded bees colliding… wakes of pollen trailing…
The thirst of nature… breathes in and out my pores…
Fliterary wings fencing… Birds songs battling…
Squirrel tails flashing… Cicadas ch-chattering…
Peering through the petals … My eyes feel their way…
Day dreams propagating… nightmares germinating…
Garden fence disguising… a secret world awaiting…
To a tiny bit of sun… and a slice of morning dew….
Wishing… Dreaming…
Living… Dying…
Fertile layers of fear and joy…
Memories of fallen blooms…
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