So You Can Plant More Wheat

So You Can Plant More Wheat

I would like to remove some rocks from your

field so that you can plant more wheat.

And those hills that I see that are part of you,

I have some trees in mind for them

and flowering grasses, so that you won’t erode

when the elements pour.

Are we not lovers? Cannot I speak to you like

this?

Do I need to ask your permission to hitch up

my ox and sing to him as I improve your vast

terrain?

The title to your heart came to my office. In

looking at it a great interest in your soul

developed. The care of your soul became mine.

So I would like to remove some stones from

your meadows; then an orchard you could grow,

and the world, and the world then, will come

to taste your riches.

            Have you ever considered Love to be akin to tending a garden in another’s soul? I hadn’t until I read this poem. Now I can envision myself planting roses for beauty and evergreens for protection in the heart of another.

            When I was a young child, my mother used to read me the book, The Giving Tree. It is a story about selfless love. Some say between mother and child, God and mankind, or two friends. Regardless of what interpretation appeals to you, could you help another grow by giving so much of yourself?