The Earth and I

I spent the whole day with my hands in the earth,

She obliterated my everyday perspective,

and showed me how, out here, 

we abide by a different kind of law.

She helped me to know the immense power of quiet stability, 

of unconditional support, 

and a more humble way to be interwoven into the landscape, 

one where I don’t stand out so much,

but always belong.

All day we worked,

the earth and I,

performing magic,

making food,

creating beauty,

discovering wildness, 

and shaping order in the chaos.

She reminded me that forgiveness works,

that her mighty hand could clear the slate,

but how she chooses to continue,

not just tolerance,

but blessing instead,

even though we don’t deserve it.

She affirmed the strength of my body,

the value of sunshine,

and the importance of worms.

She held my hands all day long

with patience and trust,

and told me the story of all living things,

how brief and how precious,

how fragile and enduring,

how very important

this one

simple

task.

After hours and hours, the light growing dim,

she cooled to a breeze and sent me inside,

where I can always

find her.