Midnight’s Garden

Racing under the Moon’s shadow

while owls whisper to the leaves,

and Midnight’s rabbits work work work


Nature’s garden weeps,

from time to time and time again:

whispering to her darlings

grow, grow, grow…


Then the magical beans prosper

and defend their mighty ground

where the rabbits and owls can lie peacefully.


You can hear Midnight’s garden

breathe.

Souls converging to one:

beat, beat, beat

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