What
is it that you’re seeking
As
you live from day to day
What
is the harvest that you live for
As
you move along your way
So
many call themselves survivors
As
if that’s what they’re born to be
Why
would you ever choose survival
As
your life’s identity
So
many speak of what they want
And
also what they think they need
Things
they say will make them happy
To
have it all could be their creed
So
many say they have bold dreams
That
they truly seek to have made real
But
are these just romantic notions
Subject
to moods and how they feel
So
many strive and strive for status
As
if that could provide validity
Driven
to be adored by others
With
power and celebrity
So
many base their sense of worth
On
what they have and what they do
Could
they ever have and do enough
If
their worth is always in their view
Why
live your life to serve your ego
Consumed
in what you want and need
Why
live your life to prove your value
Why
choose a harvest based on greed
There
is a truth that is eternal
That
you must reap that which you sow
There
is a life you’re born to live
Of
blessings beyond what you can know
There
is a harvest oh so wonderful
The
harvest of what you’re born to be
Fulfillment
of purpose and potential
The
harvest of your own destiny
There
is a harvest so miraculous
Inspiration
its cherished currency
The
gift of who you are fulfilled
A
blessing to all humanity
There
is a harvest oh so beautiful
Cultivated
by divinity
The
blessed gift of life itself
Unleashed
with all its majesty
There
is a harvest oh so bountiful
Even
grace for those who fall
Abundance
beyond measure
Available
to one and all
All
can reap the blessed harvest
The
fruits of what they’re born to be
There
is no such thing as failure
When harvesting inspired destiny
