Garden of Trust
In this vast world filled with humans, seek those that one can trust,
The inside is true and what matters,
The outside insignificant, beautiful or covered with rust.
To see a person for who they are takes not your eyes,
Listening with one’s ears,
Sorting out the truth and the lies.
Eyes locked in place, speech genuine and profound,
These are the words to believe,
Straying from truth, when the conversation turns to the ground.
Seeking similar souls and building a safe place,
These seeds of a beautiful garden grow,
The weeds pulled and are displaced.
As the flowers grow, harmful intentions sound off like a symphony of 1000 horns,
No matter how much work or beautiful this garden of roses,
there will always twice as many thorns.