Garden

In the garden of my soul, a delicate flower blooms,
Petals of strength and beauty, dispelling all glooms.
A treasure within, so deeply revered,
My essence, my worth, so crystal clear.

Like a precious gem, my value shines bright,
Unwavering and true, even in the darkest night.
Guarded with care, this sacred space,
My inner sanctum, my saving grace.

Just as the flower needs tender nurture and love,
I cherish myself, like the stars above.
For in valuing my essence, my true worth,
I embrace all of me, from heaven to earth.

So, honor your garden, your essence, your core,
For within you lies a treasure, forevermore.
Value yourself, as you would a precious art,
For in loving yourself, you find the purest heart.