In My Garden…

I don’t want fame or fortune
Or even ask for somethin’ unachievable
Still I would believe that all things are possible with God.

I’ll not wish that this day becomes everyday
Coz after a couple of years, it’ll turn me out old by age
And I don’t want to grow old with doubt, fear, and despair.

I’ll try to strip some masks one by one
Try to let go and be forgiving
Open, self-loving, and more understanding.

I don’t want to hurry and worry
I’ll just welcome everyday
Always in harmony, touch with God’s beautiful cosmic harmony.

In my garden, I’ll take out all the weeds
And allow all good varieties to grow
Tender and appreciate each beauty that it glows.



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