Words Are Like Seeds

Words are like seeds

That get planted in my mind and heart

They will germinate and grow into

What I think about

What I speak about

And what I write about

What am I listening to

What am I hearing

What am I giving my ears over to

The words that enter will become the words

That will be expressed eventually

But first they will work and grow

In my mind and in my soul

They will grow roots and grow fruits

It is important to attend to the seeds

I am scattering within my being

Good seeds produce good fruit

Bad seeds produce bad fruit

There are an abundance of words

Zooming through the air waves

Filling the space with constant chatter

Most are unfiltered, unedited, and unsupervised

It is up to me to attend to my ears

And what I feed them

There are an abundance of words

In our bookstores, libraries, schools

And in our supermarkets wanting my attention

What am I giving my eyes over to read

The offerings run the gamut

From classics to crap

From literature to licentiousness

From learning to lusting

From encouragement to excrement

From delightful to disgusting

It is truly up to me to attend to my eyes

And what I feed them