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Chola blossoms at Red Rock State Park, Arizona.

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Clouds cast shadows over the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.

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Not all the gardens are behind houses, some are behind hearts, there are small places that no one sees in which we hide what remains of our souls, like an old message, or a laugh that went off, we still hear it's echo, we saved it in the chambers of our hearts, or chair waiting for those who have left, we call them all back gardens, because they are far from peoples eyes, but they are Closest to our reality,, in the front we look tidy like modern streets, but at the back, the grass grows freely and the memories hang on the walls like a tired jasmine, there we take off the masks, and become Who we really are, without compliments, without noise, without fear of the worlds judgements, the back garden resemble a tired person who wants to be free from the influence of others on him Throughout his life from the moment he was born by Gods grace. Backyard gardens are a place similar to his past, there are many, many things similar to him, so whoever take care of his backyard gardens makes it grow freely,,, backyard gardens are the quietest and most beautiful place to meditate, here we leave some sadness a seat under the tree,, souls do not always bloom in the sun Sometimes it bloom in the shade with itself,, (( Mahmoud Darwish may God have mercy on him, said " memories do not die,, but they sleep in us like dew under ashes )).

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