I am a farmer and a lover of nature. It is my salvation. I spend my days, alone mostly, rapt in the clean, harsh beauty found out of doors. I could never describe the swelling I feel in my soul.. the things I hear in the wind... or feel in the soil ... but you can.
You articulate so perfectly the great mystery. Your words are a salve. You comfort me and bring to me the very breath of what I love and fear. You find the beauty in the dark and difficult and in the light that surrounds it.
The first poem I read was Wild Geese and so began the journey.
Thank you, Mary. I am so blessed to have found your words.