The Gardner

At the peak of creation, I do believe we were together.  

There was you and me. 

There would be no one without the other.  

From the beginning there was a piece of you with me, I felt it.  

A piece even the blind could see.  

I lived in a garden full of the ripest fruit. 

In love, in a whirlwind full of peace.  

It was like we were created for each other. 

Until the day I woke up and walked away.  

My mind began to swirl into thoughts I could not rationalize.  

Then a question appeared, soon after I started to feed off the lie. 

It totally threw me off course. 

I began to seek something deeper as I wandered lost in that garden.  

I was comfortable in my own disfunction……trying to make truth off the lie…. I fell into a mythological hole 

Suddenly a storm appeared hovering over the garden for 20 years 

The garden became overgrown, the trees grew taller blocking out the light and the fruit became rotten by the condition of the creatures.  

With no fruit to eat, I became a savage. 

Feeding off fear I thought I was in control. 

On my best days, I was worried and scared.  

At my worst, I was filled with anxiety and depression. 

I was on an emotional rollercoaster, giving rides to anyone that could sustain the course.  

Through time my body grew weak.  

The mind stayed stagnant. 

I could not do it anymore.  

I was completely lost in my own chaos. 

Then suddenly help appeared  

First, it was compassion that cut the trees down so the light can come through. 

Then it was grace that cleared the land of all toxic waste. 

Finally, love feeds into the garden with time, patience, and understanding. 

Restoration appeared, causing a gloss to form over my weakest parts.  

The glow was so radiant it attracted anyone lost in the dark. 

It was during my storm 

I felt alone the most.  

The truth is, I needed the water to grow