grow your meaning everyday.
give it water, sun, and soil;
happy, then, becomes your toil,
making it seem more like play:
grow your meaning, everyday.
plant the stories you would tell.
sow them out of what you know;
only you know how they'll go,
seed them long, and plant them well:
plant the stories you would tell.
hills and fields of empathy,
crops of every type and size:
line them up, or improvise,
it's the world we need to see:
hills and fields of empathy.
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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