Above the barn the moon hovers
Laying its gently shimmer upon the land
He rose from the comfort of the bed
And pulled on his boots with a grumble

His heavy steps trod on a path
Walked hundreds of mornings prior
Down to where the lives lie
To give life and love away

The sweetness of hay covered
So slightly in morning dew
Arises into the nose of the beholder
And emits a drop of simplicity

The rising sun snuffs the moon's glow
Giving rise to a new day
Allowing the blind to see
That the man had love unlimited

Across the trail, among the fields
Sat the many soy beans tall
Expressing the drive of the farmer
Reaching towards the sky so blue