Herb Seed Gift of High Green Oblivion
I rest in my garden and I contemplate
I sit down to ponder 'bout past events
Trying to come to terms with this hurt
Painful memories are still stinging me
To revise the past can be excruciating
To dwell and to brood is unproductive
I chugg upon my pipe to help me let go
If I could just allow my past to slumber
There isn’t a thing i can do to change it
If i could just follow my many passions
And live in the moment and enjoy now
Grow to be the happy person that I am
My inspiration is sacred cannabis seed
I take a seed out of pocket then plant it
And then with a prayer I pour water over
This seed of happiness I know will heal
To tend and care for this supreme plant
Is a joyful task that can banish sadness
Watching this shiny plant grow heartens
And fills one’s soul with green jubilation
To cultivate the plant of green oblivions
And to harvest our curative crop of mirth
Helps us come to term with pained hurt
We toke away our lingering depressions
Experience green oblivions to erase pain
And smile to enjoy the gift of the present
