to recognize
that what I know
that what I feel
are as different as
noxious weeds or magnificent sunflowers
weeds grow in any dreary climate
roots reaching and leaching
seeds spinning out with the wind
cluttering up the soil of the mind
sunflowers grow tall and strong
rooted in beauty, joy and radiance
seeds of hope and gratitude
fresh perspectives planted each day.
“The world is a tragedy to those who feel,
but a comedy to those who think.”
~ Horace Walpole
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