Gardener
It's really hard not to go where my whims urge me to go
but I know what sort of person I'm longing to become
if I want to help anybody in the world before I die
if I want the suffering all around me to subside
I have got to be more conscious of the things I do and don't do
every little seed in time will flower
plant the ones that lead me down a path towards really helping
I am the garden but I'm also the gardenerIn this very moment I reap fruit from choices past
choices for the future are made now
certain habits, deeply rooted, flourish in the heart of me
repetition, like the seasons, comes naturally
some of it's good, some of it's not
right now this is all I've got
but that doesn't mean it's all I'll ever be
choosing which part of me to act from
is easier when I know what I want to become
I am the garden but I'm also the gardener— "Gardener" by Rebecca Riots
Listened to that last night. It's been feeling especially relevant.
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