The Underworld is not without its
Sanctuaries or new, budding life –
Your afterlife can be spent as a
Grower of Beauty in the Garden of Death.
Here the dead bring to life seeds,
Nurse sprouts as they spring forth from
Desolation, surround their plant babies with
Light and shower them with Love – coaxing
Each plant to unveil its bright, splendid colors.
Whispered promises are breathed into each
Petal and leaf – promises of devoted care –
For each gardener knows Death well and would
Choose to blink completely out of existence before
Having to watch innocence wilt under their
Careless fingertips ever again.
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