Harvest Holding

And so the earth began enfolding
and the autumn breezes came.
And everywhere down through the eons
of this golden vibrant evening
women joined in circles
to sing of harvest holding.

And while they sang, joyful as birds,
they danced on the full warm earth
and gathered grains and fruits
from rich and ample fields.

Their voices rose in harmony
as cooling winds
rippled the grasses
that swayed from light to dark,
and they bowed their grateful heads
to bless the fertile earth.

The women sang,
as wheat fields swirled
and apples dropped
and trees revealed their autumn glory.

They sang as the streams ran colder
and the harvest moon rose higher and brighter.

They sang then and they still sing now.
And if you listen carefully,
you will hear their voices
in the breath of the West wind
as it inhales Gaia’s first breath of Fall.

May these words bring truth
and healing through open hands and hearts. 
And then, let it flow back into our Mother Earth
for the love of all her beings.



Image source: Diane Perazzo

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