a-blush!

they will soon blush!  i know!  i just know!  and unlike me, i blush because am shy (bwahahaha!), they will blush because they burst into joy!

i am choked up, and it has nothing to do with the air.

it has to do with men and food and that the first man was a farmer.
it has to do with our story coming out of soil.  it has to do with tilling the earth and reaping a harvest and it is what goethe said, "sowing is not as difficult as reaping".

there is ultimately no crop without unwavering commitment.

 

and slowly, it strikes me, rattles me like a wind through dried bean pods - when i turn the earth, i revolutionize the world.

when i work dirt, i cultivate a life needing patience, kneeling to providence:  i cannot drive a seed to grow!  and i cannot demand a sky to give!  bwahahaha!

 

but what i know for sure is, some good force does!  bwahahaha!

 

thank you!  ilysm!  i know you know it!  ♥ ♥ ♥.