Let loose. Point it. Let It carve It's own path. Give It water. Give It seed. Apply manure. Then step back. Let It find shape, develop sense, see reflection. Watch It mature. Watch It complicate, cast a shadow. Hope, but don't step in. Protect, but not too much. Post clues but don't connect the dots. Pull weeds, but leave some stickers. Give praise without grade. Hug with no agenda. Love with no leash. If It turns out okay? Take all the credit. If not? Blame your gardener.
I don't know where any of that came from. Let me put words in your mouth. "Thank heaven it's all gone."
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