paper garden

or finding carrots

in your paper garden, empty still

there's a memory, an ache, a sound

the void of pages, let them fill

until lost reveries are found

dig into the ground, plant the seeds

watch words blossom and grow

turning into worlds, quiet and slow

water them with dreams and needs

follow the white bunny

as it hops from plot to plot

turning tragedy into funny

nothing into a lot

let yourself fall into the rabbit hole

as you are pouring out your soul

surrender to the ink

and deeper you will sink

glasshouse heat increases

break yourself into pieces

then give those pieces names

let them walk into the flames

creation once born and grown

every leaf, sheet, fields burn down

somewhere between relief and pain

but drops like rain never fall in vain

and if this is how it ends

there's no need to be sorry

a happy ending depends

on where you stop the story

sometimes even leaving is kind

when you leave something behind

a flower, a carrot, ashes or ember

a spark, a seed someone will remember

quotes about writing: https://belletristica.com/de/books/51489-favorite-quotes-and-proverbs/chapter/286262-writing