The Forest


It’s never too late
To begin again,
In a safe, pure space
Far from fear.

Chop away the stale and sickly pieces.
Plow the fertile earth.
Make it yours again,
As it always was.

Nothing can be in its place
While so many others
Are out of theirs.

Let loose the loose ends.
Toss aside the scattered thoughts.
Narrow your focus.
Banish all judgement.

Do not rush.
Change takes patience.
Simple tasks, done daily,
Consistently, mindfully.

Each tiny movement,
Every deliberate act,
Is a valuable part of the whole.

If done properly and with conviction,
Peace and harmony will be the fruit
That falls from your trees.


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