PNW Wild Flower

Feet burning, walking through hell. Too young to know how to cope. Walls are built, no doors, just one gate…Guarded by hate. Behind the gate, behind those walls, deep within, her feet find cold grass. A secret garden hiding in wait, her heart finding peace. Few have seen her garden as it grew inside her heart as she tended to it…allowing it to grow & flourish. she had nurtured this secret garden for so long. One day, the vining foliage crept out of the garden…Spreading through the castle, past the gate, past the walls. Eliminating all the hate outside of that gate. Soon glass walls, allowing soft light to illuminate within. Her heart grew into the most flourishing biodome. Reflecting the love she has been given & allowing others in.