The Gardener
In a tranquil garden, a gardener toils endlessly,
tenderly blessing each ornament of life.
Observing them sprout grow and flourish with grace
like children maturing day by day.
Growing with unwavering strength
even taller.
The world outside is daunting and foreign
where strange, mystical beings reside
but the gardener carries with him his garden,
nourishing it deep inside
so he needs but to imagine those tranquil blossoms
and even in the desert he finds home.
Copyright © Shane Zhao | Year Posted 2025
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