Pests, drought animals, insects,
no gardener gives up.
Water, fertilize, plant new seeds.
Whatever you plant and tend with care
will bear fruit.
Jack
Kornfield, A Lamp in the Darkness, p. 30
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we are rich soil
dark and fertile and Sacred
from this soil
from our souls
from our deepest place
comes fruit
but that fruit can be bitter or sweet
it can nourish
or poison
it all depends on the seed
Sacred seed bears Sacred fruit
Love, tended and nurtured
Produces love
Hate, tended carefully
Incubated
Germinates into full blossom
Hard words
Anger
Lies
Violence
the winds of life
blow many seeds our way
they litter the soil of our souls
anger, joy, hate and love
hope and gloom
these seeds will either wither or flourish
we must choose with care, which seeds we welcome
which seeds we tend
which seeds we feed
for it is those we plant and tend with care
which will bear fruit
O Sacred One
may it never be said of us
that one cannot see the flowers
for the weeds
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