THE GARDENER

I live for the hope
as I pass through dreams
I'm feeding off the joy
recovery brings
I lived a bad life
living for C.R.E.A.M.
chasing them dollars
instead of my dreams
I'm not a bad person
but I've done bad things
I've forever altered lives and shattered dreams
I'm learning how to reconcile
for my misdeeds
God's grabbed me
my hand and taken the lead
I no longer hurt
no longer bleed
in the fields of life
I've planted some seeds
I give now in life
to those I've hurt and in need
my new life is like a garden
I pluck out the weeds
the time now has come
to reap the fruit from my deeds
not from deeds past
but the fruit from my seeds
the new seeds are love
past seeds were greed
I know what I want
but God knows my needs
for He always listens
every last plead
My faith once was small
I couldn't believe
but my faith
it's growing
for I've planted it's seed
I never knew the beauty
in things such as seeds
my diligence is water
it brings fruit to the leaves
it's of those fruits
I hold to and desperately cleave
the presence of God
I never will leave!