Your Garden

You do not have to know your future

You do not have to have a plan set out

But

You do need a passion

for something meaningful.

Tell me about your garden

Meanwhile, my flowers will bloom

Meanwhile, my fruits will ripen 

And my vines will spread further

While the sun

Leaves a golden gleam.

Meanwhile, my garden grows

It grows better than before.

Whoever you are

Let the seasons

Help you flourish

So your garden

Becomes a forest.