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,
can sing a song in the light of the moon.
Whether day, whether night,
it is where you’ll find me,
kept safe in loving, helpful harmony.
Please know that there is more
than what you’ve seen—
In your garden, I became a wallflower.
But in mine, you consumed the wildflowers.