This is my time,
to be released.

To leave behind,
midaged beliefs.

Uproot the past
& plant new seeds.

Tend to my garden
& water my dreams.

I grow flowers from visions
& pick wisdom off trees.

Thoughts ripen in the berries
& I harvest the seeds.

I sow kindness in rows,
next to seeds of belief.

I grow herbs sown from hope.
Harvest love from snap peas.

I offer my confidence,
to dandelion seeds.

To grow in the cracks
of the sidewalks, between.

Intuition, year-round
grows on evergreen trees.

The depths of its roots,
sink as deep into me.

Wild-smile flower-fields.
Lilac kisses, serene.

Lavender loves laughter
& the scent of dopamine.

Sexuality is ripened,
Nestled in the tangerine.

Creativity grows on vines,
& blooms into epiphanies.

I found grounding in the basil.
Infused rosemary with peace.

& what I find in thyme,
exists purely spiritually.

I rest my soul in the garden
& I feel her cherish me.

She accepts my every fragment
& I listen to her needs.

I learn to tend the darkness.
& to keep my temple clean.

To water everything with love
& divine light frequencies.

To nurture the new growth,
by snipping off dead leaves.

To invite source inside.
& be open to receive,

The cleansing of my spirit
& its ancient history.

Taking shape, we make form
of what we choose to believe.

Bringing forth new flowers,
Into our reality.

So, I tend to my successes
& pull out all the weeds.

I lay gardenbeds of seedlings,
that from feelings, I reaped.

Every outcome is concocted,
of whats currently perceived.

So stay up here with me,
& please, don't go to sleep.

Don't run in the dark,
chasing what's out of reach.

& if I seem quiet,
then Im not asleep.

I am tending my garden,
Bringing life to my dreams.

♡
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