I reap today the results of thoughts
Sown in the field of my consciousness Days, or weeks, or months, or even years ago. There is little that can be done To stem the tide of such harvests Once they have taken root And been allowed to grow through repetition and neglect In the unseen field of the things that I secretly believe. To tear them up once they manifest themselves in outward things Is tantamount to an attempt to turn back nature. So instead, I will accept the bitter harvest Sown in my ignorant youth, And sow better and more deliberate thoughts Into the field of my consciousness today, So that they may grow up unseen And manifest themselves, Through passage of time, In better tomorrows.
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