my hand is one with the earth.
Wanting the seed to grow,
my mind is one with the light.
Hoeing the crop,
my hands are one with the rain.
Having cared for the plants,
Hoeing the crop,
my hands are one with the rain.
Having cared for the plants,
my mind is one with the air.
Hungry and trusting,
my mind is one with the earth.
Eating the fruit,
my body is one with the earth.
Hungry and trusting,
my mind is one with the earth.
Eating the fruit,
my body is one with the earth.
-- Wendell Berry (1934- ), American poet, teacher, novelist, agrarian, farmer, and activist
Scripture Reference: Matthew 13: 24-30, 36-43, Proper 11A
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