Pray tell, have you ever held corn seeds
in the hollow of your palms?
Did you see dull yellow, hard to the touch,
kernels that looked like all the life had
been sucked out with a wet vacuum?
Or ... Did you see shimmering snow melting,
up high in the mountains, turning from
trickles to flowing volumes of water
unified, gathering into a downward
gushing waters forming creeks and streams
finally becoming rivers that gracefully
empty into the oceans?
Then looking even closer,
did you see the forever rising sun
on the eastern horizon gathering a glow
to warm the ocean waves
turning water into transparent
vapors to once again form
billowing, fluffy as a pillow, clouds?
Perhaps, then did you see, then,
with your minds-eye
the rolling of clouds,
darkening the landscape
as the precious water vapor
formed into larger droplets falling
with a rhythmic pitter-patter onto the fields
where these now planted kernels of corn
magically drink nature's life-giving elixir?
Would you be amazed watching, day after day,
these kernels push mighty strong stocks from
under the tilled soil into the warm sun-drenched
blue skies, where tassels and florets form ears of
sweet juicy corn, cocooned in vibrant green husks?
I hope you did see and do see what I see too,
then perhaps, we might understand
our need to protect Mother Earth.
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