INSPIRATION

We are all Sowers,
Sowers of good and evil,
Courage and fear,

Weakness and strength,
Bravery and timidity.
We wander and sow for a rebirth of our virtues,
We launder the best of our residue
For the next generation unborn—
A price to their labor undone,
A sweet sorrow to cure their cravings,
A boundless freedom, yet in cages.

Not always a sad ending,
But a wreck to the hearts of many.
Our seeds either heal or kill,
Grow fruits or weeds.
The Sowers decide our fate;
The Creator designs destiny.
A willing soul shall yield
To a divinity of its inner self.