Garden

Wet soil the shade of currants
Saplings in hues of jade
Puddles reflecting the sapphire firmament
Warmth from marigold star

Faint floats the heavy fragrance
Nameless blossoms drink the earth
Knowledge of the inevitable
Pod splits signaling birth

Tend the waning stalks with care
Invoking with the softest contact
Regard every flutter of hope
Silence in the face of sentience

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