Gone To Ground

Posted by Sunni on February 16, 2012 in poetry | 0 comments

All my seeds
have gone to
Ground.

the mulch and
ash from the

Fire

has made the earth
rich.

the moon has tilled
and pulled
for days

the heavenly orb
has bathed her husks
in light.

I am the wind
that winds freely
on the field

loving the unfurling
that has already
begun

tending to the open space
so shoots have room
to grow

And she,
the gentle farm-hand
is moved by
Grace
at ease.

And Love,
it’s splendor ripened,
quakes

to bring the
Spring.