Plant the Seeds of Success

You stand in a meadow between dusk and dawn
Hands full of seeds you have carried too long
Some are the shells of seasons gone cold
Others are whispers of stories untold

The soil waits silent, craving the rain
Yet tangled with weeds that remember your pain
Your days are rivers that rush to the sea
Some flow toward meaning, some scatter free

Every choice a seed in the palm of your hand
Every breath a chance to remake the land
But the roots of your soul can only grow true
In the earth that is cleared of what’s choking you

You are the author of uncharted skies
The shipwright of dreams where no anchor lies
A compass born from the stars you choose
That points to the life you cannot lose

Yet fear builds castles of sand in your chest
And tides of doubt wash away your best
So, break the cup that holds false wine
Let go of any burden that dims your shine

Draw from the well that runs soul-deep
Where truth is clear and the waters keep
And plant with hands that have learned release
For the seeds you choose will bloom into peace

One day the meadow will blaze in gold
The harvest will hum with the tales you’ve told
And you will walk through your garden’s gate
To greet the self that you helped create
For you are the keeper of your own sunrise
And the sower of dreams where your true self lies