Bonsai & Celestial Gardens

I like art that tells a story. For the truth I am not sorry. The unknown for some is scary. I love style & high culture. I like life's colorful mixture. Bonsai art's a garden feature. I adore the art of Bonsai. Miniature trees intrigue the eye. Caring for plants some don’t get why. These small trees can live very long. Each unique tree has its own song. Caring for tree there’s right, & wrong. Every tree needs the right water. Some can take cold some like hotter. Bonsai pots are like a platter. Bonsai art requires patience, true care focus & persistence. Every master needs assistance. We will make a royal garden. Where young trees mature & harden. I love to watch their fruit ripen.

An art of divine expression, can leave a profound impression. Some trees are made with commission. There’s varieties of style. They rid us of secret guile. Some don’t think that they’re worthwhile. Bonsai art is a pure delight! It requires a masters sight. Bonsai’s soak up & exude light. Their beauty does seem mystical. Heavy hearts become whimsical. Their display is a spectacle! With deep silence they seem to speak. Interests & attention they pique. They appear both mighty & meek. I sure do love bonsai a lot. Maintenance varies with their pot. Proper drainage means roots won’t rot.

Their care shows a respect for nature. They’re an awesome heirloom fixture. Their mini bark has neat texture. Often cherished by royalty. They do pull stings on destiny. They fill our life with true beauty. Some trees do well by our windows. Some trees we grow on racks & rows. Around old trees time fabric slows. I think Bonsai’s truly awesome! I love their seasonal blossoms. An art both classic & wholesome. Each one’s born from the Earth Mother. Let's enjoy a life of splendor. With art we’re a message sender. Some don’t like the truth’s perfection. We only learn through correction. Through Sol’s light I’ve found direction.

Sol’s the sun he's endless power. He creates cannabis flower. His infinite love does shower. His plans are Earth sustainable. His efforts are maintainable. Our suns goals are attainable. We will work a master design, one that will stand the test of time, a work which will flow like a rhyme. We will have awesome greenhouses. Water systems sprays & douses, where sprites, sprouts & love carouses. We will perfect aquaponics, living water hydroponics. We will produce tons of chronic. We will produce more than just bud. Yet for our bud we could spill blood. Sol has great taste, he is a stud!

We’ll design vertical gardens, a place where our produce hardens. Clean air, shine, sounds, our roots deepen. Sol does produce all cannabis. They are his perpetual bliss. Sol’s great glory many will hate. They can’t escape their destined fate. Were you aware that thoughts create? We do distain substance abuse. Do not become living refuse. Our restless souls, truth does defuse. We’ll grow many delicious things. Our honey bees hardly do sting; we’ll raise butterflies with bright wings! What we produce is always best. We work for the public interest. Sol’s power's futile to resist.

Our foods aren’t only rich in taste. They do effect how we create. Our quality does satiate. Well known herds from us are unique. Each dish we make does seem to speak. Our hearts & thoughts each dish does pique. Our garden works are sure sacred. Forget mundane join us instead. You’ll worship the ground where we tread. With our work we’ve no regret. We harvest nutritious insects. Our tasty work you can inspect. On biome we’re light as feather. We keep pulse beat on the weather. We perfect all we endeavor.