Conscious Gardening

Conscious Gardening

My happiness depends

on the thoughts I choose to think—

or not think.

Like weeds in my garden,

thorny thoughts pop up 

from time to time.

Some have deep roots,

resist being dug up

and spread stealthy vines.

I must be vigilant and

protect my precious flowers

my delicate sprouts.

You see, I prefer plants

that nourish body and soul—

bringing peace and contentment.

When invaders attack (and attack they will),

I know I must root them out

and cultivate better thoughts.

Where is the beauty in this day?

Can I send compassion

to someone sunk in darkness?

Can I banish fear or anger

with heartfelt gratitude?

Can I smile even through my tears?

Time to take stock 

of what’s growing 

 in my inner garden.

What’s growing in yours? 

(Make no mistake; 

we are all gardeners.)

We can overrun the world with sunflowers,

Uplifting those in need—

or allow weeds to choke our joy.

Today, I’ll plant seeds of happiness;

water with love

feed with hope—

then, weed diligently.