My burdens became too heavy to bear,
for I had taken my eyes off the goal.
I knew I must bury this pressing weight
before it defeated my very soul.
I looked around for a spade to use,
then went to the garden to dig a hole.
And as I dug, I felt a warm presence.
There I met the Gardener of my soul.
I dug this out of a very old and deep box. Hope you don’t mind this little departure from the norm.