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Darling
There have been seeds
Seeds of fear that have been
Scattered and planted
In the soft soil of your mind
Since a child
And it's now your job
My darling
To weed those out
To remove those plants
And trees
And bushes of fear
And them lay them down
Upon the ground
As an offering
Back to the earth
This is alchemy
Turning fear
Into a gift
Into new life
Keep weeding
While planting
What you want in your garden
Flowers of love
Fruits of peace
Trees of trust
Whatever you wish to grow
In the garden of your Being
Is yours to chose
My love.
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