Tomatoes RIPEN on the Vine
I am too busy to notice
If I do I am Angry
Husband plants them, early Spring.
II
"What is that you say Husband?
It's time to harvest?
Time to store,
to process,
to Labor?
Do it yourself,
I am involved elsewhere.
You planted, let them
Rot unless you have time Yourself!!"Where does this Resistance come from?
Pride form are you there?
Deadly Silence gives way to the breaking of the vine.
III
Organic Garden
Faithful TrustIn all things God given
Lady-bug
Praying-Mantis
You are welcome
Come Dine
on the Vine
We share in the weeding of the space
We hope to nourish fruit
A fidelity break
from the hustle and bustle
of children lots of chatter
Sun,
Silence,
All things connected.
I help to nourish fruit.
Detaching the weeds
of a busy life
Attention to the
Cosmic Mystery!
IV
Tomatoes vines ripe
with gift for many
fill my pots and pans.
Solitude,
Acid
Hot Kitchen Labor
Time to reflect.
Listening
Respectful Listening
to the Cosmic Epiphany:
Creator, creation, creature
Live together
Gifts of in and out
Give to the earth
Gift of the earth
Life goes on
no time to resist the Gift
V
Apprehend
Appreciate
Appraise
AWE
Rejoice!
VI
Fall and Winter
Warm Soup
Warm Care
Thank you God for the Grace
to let go of Resentment
To enjoy the gift of tomatoes....
And Children.
"This is my Body, given to you."
Sept 2007 or 08