Build a garden, be the plant 🌱

Brida by Paulo Coelho

Build a garden,
With no walls,
No interiors,
No exteriors,
Where,

Every space is yours,
Every seed is warm,
Every leaf is fresh,
Every soil is moist.

Where every soul rejoices,
Dreams flourish,
Aspirations dance,
Independent of each other,
The plants grow,
Yet remain connected,
By the water, wind and soil.

The Gardner dies,
But the plant remains,
Beating fruits of his labour,
His sweat appears like dew drops,
On the wet leaves on a misty morning,
His persistence shines in every bloom,
His touch in every branch he pruned.

Build a garden
Be the plant.

Happiness and sunshine 🌼

Nidhi

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