When I look inside, there is an expansive garden. Inside the garden grows the fruits of hopes and dreams.
With a primrose touch, I cultivate with curiosity and cherish all that blooms within.
It's a wild garden, growing freely without hesitation or agenda. Unencumbered, it reaches up and out.
No marked paths cut through it. Only its inhabitants know the way to traverse its delicate dance.
I do not know my garden in its entirety, so I can always explore it and find something new to tend to!
What grows there comes from the seeds of love and kindness I recieve through the seasons.
It is my duty to give freely from what bears fruit here, because I own nothing.
Part of my duty is to rip out the weeds and dead bush of what grew there before I entered the garden.
I let all manner of life into my garden, so long as it does not interfere with what grows there.
But people at large are cautiously restricted from entering, because I fear them.
They're unpredictable and careless. They come with their greed and their fire and their inundations.
To protect this garden Ive assembled a stone wall around it. Piece by piece I build higher.
Every scar i recieve and every mistake I make is a brick that I add, growing the wall taller until it becomes a hollow tower.
But if the tower grows too tall, I fear it will block the sun from getting into the garden.
It can become unstable and with a strong wind, completely collapse into itself and destroy the garden.
So the duty remains to take the wall down to size, brick by boring brick.
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