In The Before Time Poem by Laurence Overmire

In The Before Time

A life on the farm
dirt in the hands of the Earth
the growing of seasons

Life given and received
the plant, the seed, the harvest
the sheaves

Nourished, soiled, replenished
becoming part of
never leaving

A stone to mark the way
sun and shadow move and play
the rhythm of the land

Together.

~ Laurence Overmire

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