We can learn of birds and bees,
And of the sea and tide,
But, we also need to know
About life—which lives inside.
For it's in our mind we dwell—
Life's garden is planted there.
'Tis there—we choose to cultivate
What makes life foul or fair.
So, if our garden's free of weeds,
And we keep it filled with light,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem