You plant thoughts as leaves gently wander,
Passions pulse through pathways, profound and precise,
In the purity of petals, where phronesis lies.
You, the paragon of patience, a perennial sage,
With palms that nurture petals, planting wisdom on each page.
Under the pergola of pondering, you prune with care.
From the garden of the mind, in a perpetual maze,
Paving pathways of purpose,
In the garden, pure thoughts are found
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