Your mind is like a field of dreams
That need to be watered and irrigated
Whilst others are commanding a drought
Your dreams need to remain elevated
Don’t grow thoughts you don’t wish to eat
Keep your hardened soil well tossed
Grow seeds of greatness, ready to harvest
With no regrets of the dreams you’ve lost
Flavourful wisdom is fresh when homegrown
Plant good seeds in a fertile mind
Hold on tight to your anchor of hope
Keep pressing ahead and don't look behind
Don’t allow your dreams to be uprooted
Stop feeding your doubt and your fear
Weed out the enemies of your field
Holding on to the friends who cheer
The clouds are gathering for a downpour
With a harvest of blessings in store
The smell of rain and the clap of thunder
Are heralding in with a victorious roar
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