Dear Wood,
I want to thank you for saving my sanity
That time when the balance tipped
And the mind went humpty dumpty
Your leaves soothed and sheltered me
Your shifting shadows nourished my dry heart
Not by books
Not by words
Not by acts
Not by pills
Not by tears and admonitions
But by your power alone,
And the wider fields around you
You brought me back from the edge
Of fathoms of fall
Dear Corn,
I want to thank you for lifting the veil
From the howl of wolves and endless desolation
Your grain as you shook in the wind
With the sun dappling your stems
And smell of the good brown earth
Rising up from your legions
Anchored me to life
For better or worse,
In sickness and in health
May blessings drop like rain on your hallowed field
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sheena, such a fine poem👍👍👍