she spent her time
building walls
around her
beautiful garden,
never really
taking the time out
to water the
exotic
flowers, and
fruits, and
bushes and thorns.
and while she
sat there in her
freedom
she looked around her
and wondered
why nothing ever
grew.
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Ah! beautiful!!!
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Wow! I really enjoyed reading this. It home too ❤
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This is truly beautiful!
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I really loved this one. Has a bittersweet solitude to it.
Maybe those who came across the fence scared her to build a fortress and while she sat in her fortress she no longer cared about the flowers because she couldn’t smell the flowers.
But isn’t that like never driving again when you got into an accident once? No matter, you gotta keep trying and keep your opportunities open because that’s only when the good things happen
Depends on the extent of damage
True. I think I’m just more on the optimistic side of opportunities and taking more chances, and shrugging off the bad stuff and keep moving
Every person lives in a different timezone, I hope you find your road and chances some place else. I am seeking peace.
Depends on the extent of damage
If you lose your one leg the idea of accident is creepy and scary I would rather not look at a car again or even the road makes me vomit and send shivers. I want to go where there’s no road
Beautiful..
But walls are necessary too
They stop those form walking all over the garden
Who don’t care for it enough
to break down the walls
Thanks! Maybe you’re right, who really knows anyway..
This is very wise. Reminds me of Rumi!
I’m honored, thanks!