There is an African parable about a farmer who sells his farm to go searching for diamonds which he never finds meanwhile the man who bought his farm find diamonds on the very farm that the first man sold.
There's a little patch of calm in an ocean of panic Selling off the family farm our farmer is a tragic He going on a search for a diamond studded land When he finds his fortune, won't his life be grand? Searching high and low will he ever find his treasure? One day will he know a life of wealth and pleasure? Trodding up and down on the search for Easy Street He's a desk jockey and clown, the betting house his beat Why he sold the farm many thought he was insane Depressed and without charm, going down the drain Never found his fortune, he's going off his head Life never played his tune, and he ended up dead
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In an Ocean of panic there's a little patch of calm Where Farmer Obananic bears the work of his new bought farm Working hard, tills the field and carries water from the creek So he gets a good crop yield and just the other week He was walking in the creek and found a shiny rock He forgot it for a week because he stored it in his sock But he showed it to a friend who told him what he found The farm he bought had acres of diamonds lying round.
So the moral of the story, just stop and look around You may just have a priceless antique sitting on the ground And even better you've the brains to do what's in your head Find your little patch of calm and don't panic or be dead You've everything you need to create a life of thrival Or you can look externally and live life in survival Chasing rainbow ends, find hail and slime on Or STOP. Look around you're sitting on diamonds.
I heard this story earlier in the week and decided to rewrite it in poetry rhyming couplet form. I have been also contemplating how this story might apply to my life. What diamonds am I sitting on? Rare books? Antiques?
AhHa! My unpublished poetry? My unpublished children’s books like Happy Harry Koala? The Australian Poetry Hall of Fame? All the above and more. Yes it is true, which makes me think “I’d better create some products from my writing and art. I’m sitting on acres of diamonds”
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