The color and beauty of the garden are growing brighter as the dry weeds and trash keep burning away.

The poet uses the vivid image of a garden being cleansed by fire to capture the painful yet necessary process of renewal. At first glance, seeing dried thorns and weeds burning away feels destructive, but it is this very purging that allows the garden's true beauty and vibrant colors to emerge. In life and society, upheavals and trials often act like this fire—burning away the superficial clutter and negativity so that something genuine, resilient, and luminous can finally bloom.