where creative minds can interact
wanted
and everythings yet to be
created in a flow of
order
especially when naturally
wasn't that one thing you
thought of
a part of all that could still be
and weren't all those thoughts
discarded
still small parts of everything
very little cares to
ponder
on what it is, feels or sees
it's just us and some smarter
critters
who do such strange analyses
so don't begrudge your garden's
silence
when it's your job to know its needs
don't hold back your instant
laughter
when "nothing" causes it to be
just imagine being
empty
of thought, your own ability
and fill your heart up with
gratitude
that sentience is yours, though rarely free
spend on it wisely
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