Sift the loam with a steady hand.
Sow the seed in a broken land.
*Digitalis* blooms in the grey.
Wait for the light of a different day.
Dig deep down where the ley lines glow.
Watch the wild emerald garden grow.
Hold the line while the seasons spin.
Let the slow steady healing begin.
Steel and stone in a cold embrace.
Iron scars on a weathered face.
Prune the vine from the city wall.
Stand your ground though the empires fall.
*Monarda* red in the salty breeze.
Bending low under ancient trees.
Care for the sapling, keep it near.
Water the hope and water the fear.
Dig deep down where the ley lines glow.
Watch the wild emerald garden grow.
Hold the line while the seasons spin.
Let the slow steady healing begin.
Tread on the moss where the magic sleeps.
A quiet promise the gardener keeps.
Sift through the salt and the heavy clay.
Find the one flower that dares to stay.
Cuttings placed in a glass of gold.
Stories told as the leaves unfold.
Scent of the pine and the damp dark earth.
Watching a ruined world find new birth.
Dig deep down where the ley lines glow.
Watch the wild emerald garden grow.
Hold the line while the seasons spin.
Let the slow steady healing begin.
Root and rune, gold and green.
Root and rune, gold and green.
