I have an interesting garden
where I have learned to let things grow
as they were intended
the lawn is not manicured
and neither are my hands
I rarely use gloves
when I dig in the dirt
Ijust sit and stare sometimes
at empty spaces
and imagine the possibilities
of what can grow here
or there
I try to dig out the rocks and pebbles
that would hinder the tender roots
of young plants
and after I scatter the grass seeds
I wait
and water
and watch
when the first green sprouts appear
I rejoice
and then I get to work
scattering some more seeds in the bald spots
so that I fill in the gaps
that were left behind
unknowingly
I have learned to thrive where
I was planted
and if I moved to another
I put down roots there
and waited for the sun to shine
there are no weeds in my garden
as my eyes don't recognise them
for a rose grower a rice plant is a weed
for a rice grower, a rose is one
so it is perspective then
and patience
that waters the fertile Earth
and I wait eagerly for this oasis
to thrive.
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