[Poem] My Garden

Before I knew it

I seemed to have chosen
the role of the victim


while carrying a painful story

For so long
I was sowing seeds
in barren soil



but finally, I remembered


what kind of world to live in

what kind of feelings to nurture


it is me
who decides



peace
happiness

toward joy

I can just move forward

This life is a garden



one by one
the seeds I sowed

will eventually become the scenery


seeds of anxiety
without me noticing
spread rapidly


but

what kind of flowers I want to bloom

what kind of fragrance I want to be wrapped in

That is something
I can always choose



seeds of abundance

seeds of hope

seeds of love


today as well, quietly
I will sow them



they don't have to
bloom right away



pouring light
while giving water


they will bear fruit someday
that scenery



just, believe in it

Just, surrender