The Garden Song.

Feeling rather introspective today.

I posted this in a forum but wanted to put it here too. This song came to me the other day, randomly. I really think of it as not only a metaphor for life but for this journey that I'm on. I'm weeding, I'm clearing out the stones and I'm planting in my garden...

Pulling weeds and pickin' stones
Man is made from dreams and bones
Feel the need to grow my own
'Cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way in nature's chain
To my body and my brain
To the music from the land