Bring in the rototiller,
The plow and tractor too,
And don’t forget the mower,
Shovel, rake and other tools!
It’s time to plant the garden,
And it’s got to be just right,
Or else the crops and people
Will be in quite a plight!
So stir the soil with gusto,
And compost it real well.
The garden could be heaven,
Or perhaps a living hell.
Now I must tell you something:
We have left the best behind.
How can we tend the garden,
And forget to tend the mind?
—
Björn asks us to write about soil over at
dVerse Poetics.
Mystical Strings 
Loving this. For me, gardening is a wonderful opportunity to tend to the mind and spirit. I find it to be so Zen-like, centering, grounding. That last stanza is a big exclamation point.
I agree. The mind is the most important garden to tend.
Oh we need moderation in everything- garden the mind is very important
Love it!!! “How can we tend the garden and forget to tend the mind?” A very apt piece nowadays.
I love the idea of tending the garden and tending the mind.. they do seem quite similar a task don’t they ❤️ Beautifully penned.
Good reminder ~ I believe in keeping our mind active & ready for the seeding & blooming ~
I think most gardeners have a good and well tended minds…it’s the folk that don’t connect with the Earth we need to worry about perhaps.
My mother would say tending the garden IS tending the mind. It’s where she went for strength and peace!
Ah, love the last line!