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The Garden

Seeking adventure is only one part

of this journey undertaken today

for, more importantly, I chase comfort;

a place to rest along with the bluejay.

The crippled green-brown grass grows sagely here,

trampled by time but ever the wiser.

The lawn whispers and I lean in to hear,

allowing the plants to be my advisor.

Brick pillars enclose the garden

and lift me up high with the trees -

what we have in common is mostly carbon,

but also how much we enjoy the breeze.

The bluejay sings sweet songs for my soul

and all of this helps to make me feel whole.

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