If we nurture it, our lives can reap an abundance of riches. |
| To each a garden grown Never reaping a seeming unknown Keeper of our lives nurturing death Remembering long days of quiet kept In the fullness of time forever lives Finally we arrive where our measure is Seemingly known we're never reaping A garden grown To each a garden grown Riches taken seeds sown Emblems of our love obscure and unbroken Suggestions of the path we've chosen From the earth a life appears from death Rebirth from emptiness Harvest of the fleeting dormant and sleeping Reaping seeds sown riches taken A garden grown |