250508 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'm required 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's 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 and sun

Such pleasant work nothing can spoil

We all are truly gardeners, too

A fact  perhaps you didn't know

We're sowing things by what we do

And also reaping what we grow

For when we plant kindness and care

Plant patience, love, and being true

We find that they bloom everywhere

And return to us when we do

Likewise, when sowing hate and greed

Or anger, jealousy, and pride

We 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 overflow