Machinery of Production

 

 

All hands to the pump

All flying beasts to the fields, the trees, the hedgerows

the invitation of spring

To match-make furiously

And weave a pattern of fertility

 

Here comes the summer of the good hard work

The labours of production

 

Capture the urging sun in cells

Roots reach reach

Draw nutrients and drink

Every plant filling to burst

 

Stalks shoot up like adolescents

Fields sway like a thousand dancers

The wheat tans gently

Fruit sweetens and blushes ripe

Heat and sun, sun and heat

Balanced by the climate’s showers

 

Spring flowers overtaken

By rosettes and buttonholes

Peony, rose and hollyhocks

Summer’s wedding flowers

 

A spirit of growth and grace

A blessing of the fruits upon the people

The harvest will be abundant

joy of collaboration, cooperation

hearty effort all

 

These slowly shortening days of light

Of heat and growth and swelling

A festival of red gold green love

nature fulfilling its ancient calling