Friday, September 30, 2011
I felt the urgency to walk through
the fields by our house
and take one last look at the crops before harvest.
I never know when one day it will be here and the next gone.
The corn is dry and crackling.
The soy beans hang in multitudes.
I wish I could put into words what I feel
as I walk among these plants.
I am awestruck at what modern farming
is capable of.
The size of the ears of corn.
The shear number of the pods
on each and every soybean plant.
The perfectly spaced rows.
I can't help but put aside all my
opinions about genetically modified plants
Right now don't care where the seed came from.
The plant is perfection!
I feel reverence just being near them.
This is science, technology and nature at it's best.
This is the earth feeding us.
As I say a last good bye at sunset
and turn to look back at my little farm,
I feel small, humble
I am among agriculture's finest.
They quietly grew while wars raged around the world.
They uncomplainingly stood in the searing heat of July.
They tollerated the weeks without rain.
They were armed to fight off disease and battle pests
and they did it well.
They performed to perfection without rest.
They weren't nurtured, touched or praised
yet they thrived.
They will feed the world.
Walk amongst the fields if you get the chance.
Know where your food comes from.
Whether you approve of where science and technology
has taken us or not.
You can't help but be moved.