first light caresses
the corn, flowers and barn
blessings of the new day
and holds a place for her sisters
beans and squash
The tractor rests
beside next years berry crop
hoping for a bumper.
Until the crops have given their full yield
you may rest in the high weeds with the moon flower.
When it is time to till again you will carry the full weight of a man and his dreams.
The fields form a patchwork quilt,
a growing green cover that reaches from the river bank to the mountains.
Tied together with labor and nurture for the purpose of sustenance.