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~ Garden of Your Mind ~ |
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Your mind is like a garden:
Whatever you plant will grow.
Your thoughts are seeds you're planting;
They produce, each after its kind. |
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And you, just like the gardener,
Can choose which seeds you'll plant.
And by the choice of seeds you sow,
You choose the harvest you will reap. |
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So don't plant seeds of lack or fear,
Disease, discord, or doubt.
Plant, instead, the seeds you want...
Then things you want will sprout. |
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The gift of choice is given to all,
And not to just a few.
The harvest, friend, is in your hands...
The crop depends on you. |
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So take this power which you've been given
And use it every day
To gain from life the good you want,
For you have found the way.
~ Charles Heineke ~ |
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