Saturday, June 9, 2012

A Saturday Morning Farm Joy

A warm cup of coffee
A moment of sun
Three Barn Swallows
Exploring the sky
This morning they were swooping
over the cornfield with precision and beauty.
And unfettered joy.
Watching them the farm again
whispers to me
"The world of man whines and clamors of disaster
but life moves forward, unaffected, based upon
the real, true, honest things"....

The farm is old, wise, sometimes tired.
She is gentle and she is harsh.
She is life and death.
She is sorrow and she is joy.
She is both fulfilling and exhausting.
The farm is a demanding dream.
But always she is a teacher

1 comment:

TheCrankyCrow said...

And I do believe she has found a willing student in you my friend....That last paragraph is so replete with insight and beauty.....Smiles & Hugs ~ Robin