O gardener, is your spirit down?
Is your garden fine without sunshine?
You cannot drown in the sea of sorrow
For you are the one who has the tool
Get up and dig hard...plant life now
Tomorrow when the world is hungry
Your food can fill a plate
Get up and dig hard..plant life now
Your flowers can brighten a face
Your green can lighten a grief
I’m not a poet..I’m a gardener
I am not unaffected by deaths all around
But I choose to live and to help live
O gardener, wake up...you can’t let go
There waits your garden to offer life to the world...
