20 October 2010

Harvest hearts

Harvest hearts slow.
There are last acres
lost acres
unexplained gains.
A season completed.

Before the scales
are balanced
cultivators scratch
the soil, preparation
for preparation
for a season
at once distant
yet soon again
upon us.

What sweat
seeds and prayers
will fill the soil
as the hope of abundance
carries on?

May the peoples praise you, O God; may all the peoples praise you. Then the land will yield its harvest, and God, our God, will bless us. God will bless us, and all the ends of the earth will fear him. Psalm 67:5-7 NIV

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moondustwriter said...

Thanks so much for the delightful harvest poem. A great reminder of who cultivates

Thanks for the One shot

Jennifer @ JenniferDukesLee.com said...

Lovely, truly.

I love this: "Unexplained gains."

That always amazes me.

Shashidhar Sharma said...

Sweet... simple and beautiful... Thanks for sharing...

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Michael Perkins said...

Karin, this is beautiful.

Unknown said...

I too love the "Unexplained gains."
Thanks Karin!

Randy said...

I love watching the harvest come out of the fields.