The Harvest Of Being Poem by Rose Marie Juan-austin
The Harvest Of Being
The heart is the core
of our being--
a fertile soil,
where every thought
begins to take root.
Love and hate
can be planted;
the heart nurtures
whatever it holds.
Be careful, then,
with what you sow.
Time will make you
eventually eat with
what you have grown.
Tell me--
what are you growing
in the dark?
Copyright 2026, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
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