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