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Cattle graze peacefully in the green fields.

Their lowing murmur, pleasure to the master’s ears

As he walks on the other side of the farm lands

In his left arm he carries a burly bag of grain attached to his person

By ropes lashed securely together

The neck of the sack is wide for better reach

He sprays seeds by the handful into the freshly plowed loam

On his head is a wide brim hat, brown, old and dusty with repeated use.

In the early morning sunshine

The sun alights on his figure

Rendering him almost an otherworldly being

The connection with the land is apparent as he farms

In the traditional vein of his forefathers

His love for the earth is palpable, unmistakable and dignified even.


By Joszann St.John




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