Fallow Field

When life takes a break,

sets aside a need to compel

only respects time

as will find some peace.

The planting is

meant for another time,

this crop needs to heal

allow itself to replenish

it’s soils and nitrates

and everything that gives life

to future produce.

Sometimes the mind is like

a fallowed field

needing to reinspire

the drive that makes our lives

worth living.

In the field

life does exist in

not quite a

sedentary form

more a resurgence

of truth and wholeness.

There is a mystique in patience

like sweet the fields of grain.

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