Planted

It all begins with the soil.

It holds under pressure and nurtures the seed.

Fertile soil will provide all you need.

Its supply will never deplete.

Life comes from it.

It can produce shade or bare fruit.

The fruit can be bitter or it can be sweet.

The soil never lies.

The love always show.

Pro tip.

Don't waste time watering things that will never grow.

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Tide

 

The sea is mysterious.

What secrets that it hides beneath it's depths are  more most curious.

The rolling tides usually makes everything surface.

No matter how great or small nothing can elude the tide for long.

Tides reveal all the reminints of the sea for all to see.

Rolling tides usually don't last.

They can be gentle or they can crash.

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HLH©7/1/22

Watchout

 

No deed goes unnoticed weather good or bad.

 No task ever goes unseen.

We are always being watched all throughout the day in our daily routines.

Their are always eyes watching you even if you do not notice.

Someone sees you and is taking notes of everything you do.

Always keep that fact in mind.

Then you will find out how visible you truly are.

You didn't get caught but you didn't get away either.

You were seen.

Enjoy your victory.

You can't escape karma.

You can't run.

It will back on you.

Your time will come.

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HLH© 6/21/22

Overlook

 

I'm over it.

I'm done with it.

I have no further use for it.

You can have it.

I'm tired of the back and forth.

I don't want to debate.

I know what I know.

You believe what you believe.

I'm into arguing just for the for arguments sake. 

If being right means so much to you then you can have it.

I'm done.

I refuse to play by those rules.

Wise ones don't argue with fools.

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HLH© 4/12/22