The Seeds of the Soul

In our souls lie all the seeds, Waiting patiently to meet our needs. Soulfully waiting for us to choose, For us to use or abuse. We plant our seeds in our garden of life, The seeds we choose will bring joy and strife. Many we’ll plant, but all will not flourish, Much depends on how much we nourish. Some that are planted will wither away, Others will grow stronger day after day. Some that have withered for seemingly no reason, Were just simply planted in the wrong season. When planting your garden; Ask what will I see? If this garden I plant turns out to be me. Then look all around at others the collective we, For therein lies a reflection of thee. What we see in others is the full-grown seeds, Good and bad, both our wants and our needs. It’s the characteristics, the best and the least, That when fully grown show our angel or beast. We won’t always plant the seeds that are right, When looking inside we have limited sight. Our souls attract others to whom we relate, To help us grow either toward Love or hate. The good seed in others, the things we admire, We should soulfully nurture and make our desire. The bad traits in others can grow also in us, We must uproot these quickly like greed or lust. Easier seen in others than seen in me, Or the things I want or don’t want to be. As I travel my quest to set my soul free, I pray that my choices are pleasing to Thee. Oh, great Creator of all I can see, Thank you for giving awareness to me. For selfish and judging I don’t want to be, But loving and compassionate like unto to Thee.