240531 In the Garden

In the Garden

In my garden I find peace

From all the troubles thrown my way

My breathing slows, tensions release

When digging in the dirt and clay

To garden does not feel like toil

Or work that I am forced to do

It's joy to feel my hands in soil

To grow things and watch life renew

The weeds don't even make me pout

Imagine each one as a care

I pluck them up and throw them out

Now gone as if we're never there

What joy to watch new sprouts appear

From bulbs I planted in the fall

Their blooms filling my heart with cheer

The tulips, daffodils, and all

Each early morn while there's still dew

And sun has just begun to rise

I rush to see what sprouted new

Each leaf and bud a sweet surprise 

Then, carefully, I tend each one

A little water, proper soil

The right amount of shade or sun

Such pleasant work, nothing can spoil

You all are truly gardeners, too 

A fact that perhaps you don't know

You're sowing things by what you do

And also reaping what you grow

For when you plant kindness and care 

And patience, love, and being true

You'll find that they bloom everywhere 

And also come right back to you

Likewise, when sowing hate and greed

Or anger, jealousy, or pride

You'll see that they have turned to seed

That wind has scattered far and wide

So, in life's garden, carefully plant

Those qualities you wish to grow

Then trust good harvest God will grant

Bouquet of blessings to overflow