Tag: personal development

  • SMALL BEDS

    SMALL BEDS

    It’s still cultivation in the smallest of places.
    You can’t say it ain’t so it is.
    Still helping another live life
    Like no other.
    It’s farming, no matter the size.

    We feed and we shade it
    Talk to it and bathe it.
    It’s changing as fast as the tide
    To play out a story, in sorrows
    In glory
    It’s for me and me only to try.

    Small beds small beds
    Hold only so many (Hold only so many)
    We are where we find
    Ourselves and then
    We go far into each and every
    Where-y 

    It’s the way of the world now
    We only need what we have now

    It’s still cultivation in the smallest of station.
    You can’t say it isn’t; it’s true.
    Just grow where you are –
    For enjoyment and art.
    And then God will be farming in you.