I wrote this poem today after a brilliant weekend away on a Buddhist retreat (you may notice it is totally different from my last very negative poem!).
Ok here goes:
Watering the soul,
in a garden of happy people.
Soil for the heart,
in a choir of singing friends.
Sunlight for the mind,
in the wisdom of sharing everything.
Growth for the spirit,
in the crystal meal of time.
Ok here goes:
Watering the soul,
in a garden of happy people.
Soil for the heart,
in a choir of singing friends.
Sunlight for the mind,
in the wisdom of sharing everything.
Growth for the spirit,
in the crystal meal of time.