Day 121: Cornfield

121 cornfield

Light and dark growing up together, the wheat and the tares alike welcoming in each new dawn, each new dusk. Brother and sister, soil siblings, rising up from the same earth, basking in the same sun, dancing in the same swirls of breeze, refreshed by the same rain. Bringing forth difference stood side by side, some sailing petals, some harvest food, blood red and golden ears, all beauty, all belonging, altogether.

© Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2015

 

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