Visions from above.
Garden In The Clouds
Pluck the stars from the skies, love,
Tuck them, tenderly, below mounds of Earth.
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There, may they be held; incubated;
Warm and safe, until it is time to grow.
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There, may they be prepared; considered;
With care and devotion, until they can sustain themselves.
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May these starling seeds find the roots they need,
Trusting they are planted
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Where they are meant to be.
More thoughts coming soon.
More thoughts coming soon.
More thoughts coming soon.