Watering my Plants.

In the garden of serenity, I find my solace true, Where nature’s gentle whispers bid my troubles adieu. With watering tube in hand, I step onto emerald lawns, A symphony of life unfolds, as a tranquil chorus spawns.

I feel so good, amidst this verdant tapestry of mine, As water trickles softly, like sparkling drops divine. Each droplet gleams like diamonds, kissed by sunlight’s embrace, Adding grace and beauty, a captivating trace.

Sprinkles dance upon the leaves, a shimmering delight, They quench the thirst of flora, a gift so pure and bright. In every liquid embrace, I witness nature’s rebirth, A cycle of renewal, where worries find no berth.

The plants respond with joy, their vibrant colors revive, As life flows through their veins, they too feel so alive. Their leaves, a vivid canvas, painting nature’s grand display, With every splash of water, they thrive in their own way.

And as I tend to this garden, worries gently fade away, For in this simple act, I find peace, come what may. The cares of life recede, like footprints in the sand, Replaced by tranquil moments, so precious and so grand.

For in the act of nurturing, a bond is formed anew, Between the plants and I, a connection deep and true. Their freshness seeps within me, a soothing balm of grace, As I find myself refreshed, in this verdant, sacred space.

So, let me water the plants, and let my spirit soar, Amidst this blooming paradise, where worries are no more. In every droplet’s sparkle, I find a joy untold, A simple act of watering, that makes my heart unfold.

Guchi.