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Gardener, dreamer
You are not yet a master & you work with the sun
Planning in time & nurturing this earth

We watch you, all who live here
We see your back bend & your brow glisten & we are thankful

Thankful that you water & wait & prune & grow
This landscape as none other would

You, gardener, are love & light

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Smaller.

Make my life smaller.
Remove the things & leave me bare, holding only the breath of my body & the kindness of my soul.
Give me only what I need.

Let me walk the aisles of my garden & give notice to life, to connectedness in all things.

Here I will gather what I need & nothing more.
Here I will acknowledge the beauty of the earth & the strength of my body.
Here I join the chorus.

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