You Reap What You Sow
Planting the garden with all love and kindness
I kneel and bow my head in quiet contemplation
Reflecting on life passed,
already slipped through my fingers
Of times my soil was not tendered by such kindred hand
When minutes were short
and hours so fully crammed with business
I'd simply open my seeds regardless of consequence
and scatter aimlessly upon the land
Much that fell about me would wither, fall, or fail
For quality of moment did not matter,
meant little to me
Little I did would flourish
for it surely wasn't manned nor intended
No nurturing, no love, no care, no nothing
Yet now my precious moments surely stand
I learnt in time to find freedom in saying no,
gently taking back that
that was too freely given
To once more take hold of pallet and brush with artistic flair
That my own world could bloom in full colour and take a stance
So I could get a grip, a hold on all
To really know how to stamp my brand
For time stands still for no-one
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