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A little corner of my home
Breathing oxygen and carbon dioxide in turns
A reminder emphasizing the importance of different things at different times
What is magic in the morning might act as poison at night.
Colourful, beaming beings -
A place where I find refuge, always
From the madness that engulfs me.
My Little garden, which is -
more heart-felt than beheld.
These tiny flowers, plants, trees, grass are -
An expression of all that's good in the world.
I write this little blog-piece sitting on a chair in the garden all the while,
while Lucy, my cat chatters at birds flocking above
And mews at me taking turns.
I witness life in all forms around and beyond me.
Nature has its way of enthralling you.
My Little garden is home to daisies, periwinkles, Bougainville, roses, marigolds, jasmines, sunflowers, china pinks, petunias, lilies etc.
And infinite other flowers which bloom in some/every season
Every flower when pampered - thrives and when it's time comes - dies
Reminding us
That life is meant to be lived while you can and -
Death a necessity,
Nature's inevitable truth.
Natural greenary's healing properties go beyond our perception and understanding.
My Little garden has been a witness to all seasons and moods.
While autumn does occur every once in a while;
It has learnt to blossom in every spring.
Quoting Shelly - 'If winter comes, can spring be far behind.'
