Let us be grateful to people who make us happy,
they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Marcel Proust
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we are fertile soil
deep rich earth
the place where the sacred
planted
blooms
I am thankful for the gardeners
who tend my souls
and help me flourish
nourishing me with sacred gifts
compassion
patience
forgiveness
and yes, love
bringing forth
good fruit
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