When spring arrives and visits my Secret Garden this morning. I am enchanted as it sprinkles his hand to fertile us.
Some may take it one at a time.
Some may take a bigger share and keep it for rainy days.
Some may not be able to catch it on time.
Some can’t even feel it at all.
Some sobbed and are moved by the divine touch.
Some are just glad with their given portion.
Some are overflow with it.
Some stick out their neck day and night begging for the mercy of nature.
Yelling out, “Here, here, we are here!”
Then, they are stretching out each and every day, taller and taller, higher and higher!
All these are happening in my Secret Garden.