In the garden of my soul,
I stand with shears in hand,
A tender gardener,
Cultivating my own land.

I gaze upon the tangled vines,
The overgrowth of yesterdays,
And whisper to the wilting leaves,
It’s time to part our ways.

Extract and Let Go

I snip away the withered,
The branches long since dead,
Extracting what no longer serves,
Making room for life ahead.

With each decisive cut,
The burden lifts, the light pours through,
For in the art of letting go,
I find the space to renew.

Planting New Seeds

In the fertile soil of hope,
I plant seeds of dreams untold,
Nurturing with care and love,
Watching as they unfold.

For every seed I sow today,
Is a promise to my future self,
A testament to growth and change,
A legacy of inner wealth.

Produce for the Long Term

With patience as my guiding star,
I cultivate with mindful grace,
Knowing that the fruits I bear,
Will blossom in their own time and space.

And as each season comes and goes,
I stand rooted, strong and free,
A gardener of my destiny,
Creating my own legacy.

Surround with What Bears Fruit

I choose to surround myself,
With what nurtures, what uplifts,
For in this sacred, tended garden,
Lie the greatest of life’s gifts.

I part with what does not bear fruit,
Embracing what does and can,
For I am both the gardener and the garden,
The keeper of my own land.

In pruning and preparing,
I find strength and clarity,
For in this cycle of renewal,
I become who I’m meant to be.

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