Garden Within My Soul

With each passage of the seasons, I age.

Each year has nurtured the flowers in the garden within my soul.

Time mirroring nature and the cycles of life.

Parts of my life, like annuals, bloom wonderfully then fade as the seasons change.

Other aspects are like hardy perennials that endure over time.

Returning every season with beauty and grace.

Growing, becoming well established and deeply rooted,

Yet easily transplanted as the garden expands and transforms.

I believe that plants are a reflection of the inner self.

They may be delicate, even fragile

Needing nurturing and tender loving care.

Some may lay dormant, awaiting the day when the proper conditions

Allow for sprouting, growth and full expression.

Others need support from an external source.
A lattice to lean on.

Weeds, like stress, sometimes try to dominant and overshadow the beauty and serenity and need to be tended to.

Some areas of the garden grow wild

While  others are manicured and maintained.

Water, earth, nutrients, compost and sun all help the garden to flourish.

Just as I have been fertilized by love, passion and creativity.  

My life experiences, relationships, and my spiritual journey

have enriched and connected me to the garden within my soul.