the farm

plow the fields,
sew the grains,
pray for the rains
to come after the noon
sun shines bright
in the morning
as dawn's early light
glints along every leaf
and blade of grass,
each one becomes jeweled
and shining now
that a new day is dawning
and another night has come to pass.

plow the fields,
sew the seeds of hope,
pray for the rains
to come wash over the land
and shower the heavens
with lush exuberant life,
bring forth the grain
and cull the harvest
fruits of our labors.

plow the fields,
sew the sets of last season,
pray for the rains to come,
shower the land with gratitude
and ask for forgiveness,
be patient,
be kind,
and allow time
to capture the rays of light
and bring them
into dawn's early light,
holding close
the warmth of the season
to be your only reason.