Ruined Harvest

Poetic RenderingThe field was sown,the shoots rose green,the grain ripened,the harvest was gathered in.Sheaves were threshed,the chaff blown off by the wind,the grain measured and storeda year’s labour brought to…

Weeds Within

Poetic RenderingIn the soft, fertile fieldeven the hidden weedtakes root, grows tall,and stands as if it belongs.So too, in the tilled soil of this heart,quiet faults sprout beneath the lushnessof…