the garden taught you about soil
now learn about air<\/p>\n\n\n\n
all that observation
tracking light and shadow
made you fluent in roots
but roots are only half<\/p>\n\n\n\n
above ground everything is exchange
the bee takes gives takes gives
the tree exhales what you breathe
rot releases spores that cross continents<\/p>\n\n\n\n
nothing stays contained<\/p>\n\n\n\n
you thought the work was in your hands
the choosing the clearing
but the garden was teaching surrender<\/p>\n\n\n\n
wind decides where seeds land
rain comes when it comes
winter takes everything bare<\/p>\n\n\n\n
you cannot control weather
cannot negotiate with seasons
only move with them<\/p>\n\n\n\n
the butterfly at your native plant
has no concept of borders
will die a thousand miles from here
but what it carried will bloom there<\/p>\n\n\n\n
results of your care echoing
in places you\u2019ll never see<\/p>\n\n\n\n
what if the point was never the garden
what if it was learning you are also weather
also seasons
also making things you won\u2019t witness<\/p>\n\n\n\n
your hands in soil taught you to trust dark
that germination happens underground
that best work stays invisible for months
that faith is planting in october
for may<\/p>\n\n\n\n
now take that knowing past the walls
into what resists tending<\/p>\n\n\n\n
relationships growing wild despite your care
losses that composted you
versions of yourself buried like bulbs
things you cannot fix or choose<\/p>\n\n\n\n
you are both garden and tender
both seed and scattering<\/p>\n\n\n\n
plant yourself badly if you must
trust that something reaches for light
even when you forget which way is up<\/p>\n\n\n\n
the soil does its work
with or without your understanding<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2060\u2014lyra moon (what if you are also the weather?)\u2060
february 10, 2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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