Whispers of the Earth: A Reflection on the Honorable Harvest
In the tender hush of dawn's embrace,
Where leaves exchange secrets with the breeze,
We gather gifts from the earth's warm face,
With reverence, we harvest, with hearts at ease.
Each berry, each branch, a story untold,
Roots deep in the soil of history's weave,
In gratitude, our hands gently hold,
The bounty of nature, the webs we conceive.
For each seed that falls, each rain that flows,
An echo of balance, a dance we relate,
Reciprocity hums where the wild things grow,
In giving, receiving—life's sacred state.
So let us tread lightly, with mindful intent,
In the circle of life, where all things align,
Thankful for the gifts that the earth has sent,
Together we flourish, together we dine.