The garden started as a moment. A mere shudder as I rained upon the world.
At first, it was small and barren. Before long little stems of growth were heard, observed, smelled, felt, and tasted. The garden absorbed all experience and used it as food.
Back then I found the garden intimidating and overwhelming. Its fast growth and expanding borders confused me. Hidden refuges provided shelter from the thunder and wind which would sometimes rattle the foundations of the garden.
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