Two farmers walked out into their own fields;
They planted all of their thoughts in the ground;
Each one must partake of what his land yields,
For what each man sowed was what did abound.
The first farmer planted thoughts that were good;
He sowed what was beneficial to share;
He sowed compassion as well as he could;
The plants that grew supplied him with good fare.
The next farmer planted thoughts that were base;
He sowed hatred and fear in all of his foes;
He ate his produce at the marketplace,
And he became full of pains and of woes.
The very thoughts that you sow and you mete
Are those you will have to take and to eat.