Fall in a Field

 

-------Fall in a Field-------

 

Barefoot 

walking

 

Through chicory and clover

 

Picking flowers 

between 

my toes

 

At the time 

of year

 

The fields start turning

 

And time

begins

to slow.

 

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Whisper Wind

 

-------Whisper Wind-------

 

The White 

Birch leaves

 

Make a sound 

like the river

 

On a cool 

morning

 

In the mid 

of August

 

When Autumn 

comes whispering in.

 

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Soft Light

 

-------Soft Light-------

 

"Take a breather,"

 

The kale leaves 

at midday 

tell me.

 

"Rest now,

while the sun is high.

 

And as it wanes,

when the birds begin

to sing again,

 

Come back 

into the fields,

 

Into 

the soft 

light,

 

Of this harvest season."

 

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Giving Thanks

 

-------Giving Thanks-------

 

Moving 

in the call 

of my vocation

 

I dig

and I 

plant seeds

 

Like the players who play 

to entertain 

Creator

 

Giving thanks 

with my body 

to the Earth.

 

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