2023.11.16

I once shone so bright I was the sunshine rays.
I fell into a trap where I didn’t shine the way; my garden of flowers stopped growing and became wilted and dead.
Started conditioning my garden to hold on to the rain.
Collected the little sun-rays I could provide from my end.
Effortlessly, one day no rays shone from my end and the garden became all compost in the end.