A man made this garden of plum trees, maples, pines, bamboo, numerous bonsai, hanging wild orchids, and a pond with koi. Now that he is 97 years old, he no longer spends as much time willing it intentionally; leaving much pruning and tending behind him. Years of living have made the man learnt to let the garden proceed in an unaffected manner, just as he awakens to live with his own nature, unaffectedly. After a while nature takes over. Mists and mountain showers rally the garden on, washing away traces of its cultural allusions, so that tree now becomes tree, plant becomes plant, and fish becomes fish. And the man becomes a man. The garden thus grows to become more truly like him.
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