The Harvest Of Your Love

Early in the morning, with the shining darkness I open my eyes to check on the crop:
it breaths,
it’s warm,
it’s so beautiful that I feel guilty to water it so early.


During the day, with a blanket of grey stars
I walk through the crunchy grass that surrounds me,
everywhere I look seems desolated,
but I know that if I can harvest my crop
joy and love will strengthen me for one more day.


So it’s dark again and I’m back to looking after my crop:
growing despite the conditions,
or perhaps growing so it can nourish the conditions of my heart.


It’s harvest time,
and I harvest all of it.
I hug my harvest so I can endure the days, the hours…


I’m blessed to have a big crop that will nourished me through out the season.
I’m so thankful for it,
it gives me the courage I need to go on.


The harvest of your love is what keeps me going until the sun comes out again.

About silviaeningles

I’m Silvia and these are some interesting things about me: I was born in Puebla, a beautiful city in central Mexico. It is an old city, founded in 1531 I live in Vancouver, British Columbia in Canada I have a blog in Spanish that you’re welcome to read ( I love hummingbirds, tea and Mexican candy I really enjoy when readers write and comment on my posts I love writing, and I really enjoy poetry (reading aloud my favourite poems always makes me happy)
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One Response to The Harvest Of Your Love

  1. Munequito says:

    None will ever understand how delicate and real this actually is.


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