Semi-Random Reflections

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A narrative poem featured in my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest

In solitude she gardened quietly, 
Julrane, the Dweller of the Sea, 
Though she never felt alone, 
For the plants made her gardens home. 
She treated them as confidants 
And talked to them as friends or aunts. 
She’d pot a few to keep on shelves, 
The ones that helped her know herself. 
Among the flowers, fruit, and weeds, 
Her favorites were the free, wild weeds. 

Her employers asked her to uproot 
Those weeds for causing grievance underfoot. 
She pulled up one and let it fall. 
It drifted to a garden wall. 
The flower stuck 
And inspiration struck. 
Along the wall she made a flower bed, 
Where all the weeds were soon replanted. 
They grew to shroud the chalky wall in life. 
After seeing such a sight, not a soul could give her strife.