Oh to be a farmer,
connected to
Mother Earths gifts.

To wake up at dawn to see
the divine sunrise swiming in sky.

Oh to be a cultivator
of the food
mankind uses for substance.
washing hands with energies of soil.


Oh to be a farmer grand
have livestock
be your friend,
as one smells the sweet country air.

To walk on Gia holding dreams,
as sun shines and night stars glisten.

Oh to be a farmer, to live off the land
and feel grounded
grateful and grand.