DANCING FEET & SCATTERED SEEDS

Dance upon the ground of disappointment
And watch the flowers grow.

Every seed,
A lesson learned –
A new song to sing to.

Oh, just see how far you’ve come.

And you will tell the tale of the harvest soon,
Of the fields formed
And forests grown.
From your dancing feet
And small scattered seeds.

Oh, there are endless harvest fields you’ll walk through.

[You just haven’t reached them yet]

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