Here you are inside yourself

Here you are, inside yourself,
Pick the seeds you find.
Sow the purchase of the land
Into your barren mind.

Till the soil of your spirit
‘Til you’re broke and slow.
Watch the tiny seeds surface,
See the things you’ve planted grow.

Tender fingers tend the plants,
Water them with care.
Red and ripe the earth shall give
From land was once so bare.

Take the things you’ve grown so long
And put them up to buy,
Watch the patrons come and go
Beneath the broken sky.

Sell the things you’ve wrought from time
To purchase tools to tool,
To make the things of life and love
With your blade and rule.

Take the things you’ve made
From your soul and art,
Take those things and stick them in
To someone else’s heart.

Place your love into the person
Who your mind has doted on.
Walk yours, hand-in-hand, together,
Through the daylight and the dawn.

At the end of the dreary road,
At the gate into forever,
Holding them into yourself,
Letting death your love not sever.