The Garden and its Two Sides

roots of negativity thrive in this dying garden

that only feed on itself

in fear-induced corners

of the dead hours

where vines of disbelief strangle any chance

or inkling of growth

by necessary detachment

-head eats heart eats soul-

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but in this garden that you nurture

surrounding fog slowly dissipates

as half-light awakens the hillside

its soft undergrowth revealing more

hidden groves of endless blooms

the morning dew thaws along the ravines

formed by the snaking forks of this cold river

and the windows are always drawn, welcoming all..

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this poem became an unintentional pairing for The Duality of Winter.

The Duality of Winter

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