Let me take you to my garden.
Let me take you to where I bloom.
Where my little patch of earth
of ocean and mountains, bright in hue,
sing a song of joy and gloom.
Together, at the same time,
is where you’ll find me,
but kept safe in loving, helpful harmony.
Just know that there is more to me
than what you’ve seen—
In your garden, I became a wallflower.
But in mine, you consumed the wildflowers.