When the world grows loud
through swarming blurs,
chaos stirs,
enter the garden.
Close your eyes
Imagine a place
of peace instead.
Here the storm softens.
The clouds part.
Even the rain falls gently.
Release. Surrender. Forgive.
Earth holds seeds
without judgment.
Roots reach downward.
Petals open to the sky.
In stillness,
we begin to grow.
In stillness,
we create anew.
In this garden,
trust the path unfolding
guiding you deeper into yourself.
Take a breath.
Imagine a place
of peace instead.
Draw with your cursor. Watch the flower blossom. You are blooming, too.