The Whispering Garden
Flowers are truly life's first sensitives,
They sit and listen to all our misgivings,
while we provide them with nourishment
and sustenance,
They understand us in silence,
even when we only glance at them,
Every quiver and tingle of their leaves,
acknowledges our feelings,
Happy thoughts make them bloom,
Feelings of negativity makes them
wither with despair,
so does the polluted air,
The vibes we sow are obvious
in their appearance,
The loveliest gardens have been
saturated with prayer, hope and
positivity,
giving us deliverance from the
mundane world,
freeing us from negativity......
An aura filled with positive elements gives the flora
all the sunshine they need.
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