I wish I wish with all my heart, to let go of fear within my near head.
That my fear fuels the world around..
Fear of love, loss and abandonment.
Fear for need and greed, stemming to avoid hunger and apparent suffering.
So one day, I found a way to alter my inner nature,
I made changes on genes to get some tomatoes more fleshy
Making sure every one buys only my seed, and more of them..
I change seeds in fleshy ones, not to work for the next crop..
Instead of eating my home grown fruits, enjoy rewards of toils..
I choose to sell huge cartons of them to grow my savings!!
I go more to outlets that sell other things, mostly on sale
Which gets crazy on a thanks giving..
My tomatoes, though in plenty does not cause the price to slash..
They are stored, preserved, may be frozen, but not at ice temp that I may know off..
And the story goes on.. and on...
Thus, and in some more ways, we loose the charm of creation of nature hence forth..
We rejoice in producing more and being efficient, perfecting our daily chores..
Does that make us less observant and more manipulative, may be some times?
Forgetting to rejoice in simple moments rather..
Hence we tell a toddlers don't do this that and the other..
Even infants who do not know of fear,
Keeps me wondering, where did they come from?
That they are not at all scared..
Now again I think, may be I am wrong.
Why mine is scared of swings and slides?
Why she crys for momentary loss or of abandonment..
Then why did I think she was fearless outright?
