The Wonderful Wilderness          
I remember my childhood garden where I could disappear to be 
myself. It had a rich plant life, and maybe it was because I couldn't reach the handle of the tall gate, that it become a place where I was
free to explore on my own. I want to pass it on to my children; that
the garden can be a space for reflection and where everything is alive,
it even makes itself known if we do not trample it down.

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