Mind your garden...

[Ray1990]

The mind is like a garden, a place where things can grow. A place where one can propagate and nurture all you know.

At times you’ll raise a beauty worthy of sharing all around, in others a monster; yet would you burn it to the ground?

So whatever you pull out of the nursery take care to ensure it’s sound, the last thing a gardener should show off is all the weeds they have around.

Seeds to spread? Rhizomes of dread? Please keep them to yourself. Those cuttings are akin to tumours for a budding gardener’s health.

Their subconscious is a nursery and minds can be a garden, yet your vines infect their ground, parched; beginning to harden.

Horrors in their garden, grown from spit and spite... Ruining the youth? It’s never a pretty sight.

Spread seeds of hope, gift cuttings of joy with faith that they can grow. Since places of peace are something we need and should be something we know.

[xpert11]

Spread seeds of hope, gift cuttings of joy with faith that they can grow. Since places of peace are something we need and should be something we know.

Long may people find peace in their gardens.

[UltraBudgie]

haha some people have aphids and some people you can just see the squirrels running around looking for their lost nuts and how come i keep finding little green plastic army men buried six inches deep in my garden what does that mean oh and i like to put out a dish with water for the bees and i put my marbles in it so they dont drown! great analogy thanks now im neurotic perhaps too many wildflowers haha