A Harvest Psalm

Oh, how the breeze places movement gently upon the wheat in the field of plenty. The soft breath of the wind takes its stretching top, heavy with grain, and gently rocks. Rivers of dazzling dark and light golden color burst forth like a river bounding with fish swimming in timeless schools of laughter.

Talk to me sweet nature as the earth warms in the sun, capturing vitality, holding on to provisions brought forth to nourish life. Your song mesmerizing the sky itself as your milky white clouds dance in a pattern worthy of adoration. Birds fill the space in between with flights of joy along with a great mantra.

Oh, wind, why do you take me into your arms? Like a new-born, I ride within the moment seizing this your gift of vivacity, which you offer up like sweet syrup. Hands unfolding your generosity is aromatic, like the honeysuckle, which grows wildly upon this earth — unleashing your honesty like a son talking to his father’s resting place.

Surround me with clapping trees nearby your neighboring fields. Dress me in their reddish leaves, and I shall sprout roots and draw myself into the fertile black soil. My glorious expansion will pass the grubs and furry creatures as they tickle my newfound growth. As I shall bathe in the glories of mother earth and whisper songs to her, as she sings God’s Holy promises.

by Joni Caggiano 01/25/20

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA – Photograph by Joni – Taken in Williamston, NC, at the Big Mill Bed and Breakfast – Highly recommend a stay here, my husband and I stayed in a beautiful repurposed mule barn, it was lovely.

20 Comments Add yours

  1. SBGuido says:

    Such imagery, very vivid and beautifully written – the picture is really nice too, looks like a postcard!

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Thank you my friend. This is a beautiful place. The host is very hospitable as well. Have a blessed Sabbath. Love you Joni

  2. gifted50 says:

    Poeticall beautiful Ms Joni.

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Thank you sweet friend. I am so glad you liked it. Hope you have a blessed Sabbath tomorrow. Love ya Joni

  3. Rhen Laird says:

    I love all of this, but especially: “Oh, wind, why do you take me into your arms?” Huge blessings on your Sabbath, dear Sister! <3

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Amen. Thanks Rhen. I hope your Sabbath is filled with blessings. Love you my friend. Love and hugs Joni

      1. Rhen Laird says:

        Most welcome! Thank you–Much love to you <3

      2. jonicaggiano says:

        You too my sister. Love 💕

      3. Rhen Laird says:

        💕💟💕

  4. Virginia says:

    Joni, this took my breath away – what inspired words! Thank you for sharing! ☀️🤗☀️

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Thank you Virginia. I truly appreciate it. The Lord’s beauty is so inspiring and he is so great to me, feeling my life with blessings. Thank you so much for reading and so glad you liked it, it means a lot. Love you Joni

  5. Don says:

    Just a beautiful love song to Nature, Joni. It expresses a level of intimacy with Nature which is deeply moving. What a gift you have in expressing what you feel. Thank you for sharing this.

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Don you are so kind I appreciate so much that you read my words and am humbled by your compliments. I am so glad you liked it. When I put on some really beautiful music like Lisa Gerrard the words just come. I think that beautiful music is so inspiring. Thanks again Don and hope you have a very blessed day. Love 💕 Joni

  6. Beautiful job creating such imagery!!!

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Thank you for reading and your kind comment. It means a lot. May you have a blessed week. Love 💕 Joni

      1. Thank you! Same to you!!!

  7. smj55 says:

    Your poems are so beautiful, thank you for sharing your talent.

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      😘❤️😘 Thank you so much sweetie. Have a blessed day tomorrow. Love Joni

  8. A lovely prose poem, Joni. <3 It put me in mind of Sting's "Fields of Gold".

    "You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley
    You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold
    So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields of barley
    In his arms she fell as her hair came down among the fields of gold…"

    1. jonicaggiano says:

      Hi dear Anna, I am an enormous Sting fan and I love that beautiful song. Thank you for writing the beautiful words out as it has been awhile since I have listened to it. Also thank you for the very gracious compliment. Thank you also for your supportive comments. Love to you and your family. Joni 🌸🤗❤️💕

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