Sown in the middle of the day
Sometimes it strikes during the night
But it’s when someone speaks of the decay
We see just how dreadful the story really is
But the sower of that seed wants your life
To use it to embed the same within another mind
But doubt has a useful purpose
Sow love where doubt arises
Look to better principles even while doubting
Speak a kind word where fear tries to push its way in
And realize the lies you’re really being fed
But if you accept that seed and strike out till there’s blood
It will surely sweep you into a mood
That seed will grow and grow and grow
Until you become powerful and unstable
But there is another seed to sow, love and mercy
You must be willing to stop and look up at the trees
That sprout from them watered by a hidden Spirit
The gardener who lovingly continues to tend them
They lead you to better blood
The blood that frees you from the chains clinked by doubt
That even in fear gives you unbridled hope
A heart to forgive the things doubt and fear do show
This seed is sown by the sower of life
Sown freely and generously for all our life
Even in doubt and through the depths of fear
This seed, like a river continues to make our way clear
Find it and even with the dreaded attack of fear and doubt
You will always, always remember the way out
