‘Stewards of the Earth,’ Bob Lewis + Lara Atallah

‘Stewards of the Earth,’ Bob Lewis + Lara Atallah

Stewards of the Earth Farmers are alchemists Under whose feet the earth susurrates whose hands breed life churning land sowing magic The sheen of an apple The curvature of an egg I grew food as a child in Brooklyn watched it blossom before my eyes Harvest is the interlude between seasons The song between falling leaves and blooming flowers Earth teaches us sustenance is power anytime a tomato ripens The farmer’s market is luminous with joy And I, too relish its bounty By Bob Lewis + Lara Atallah

Leave a Comment

You must be logged in to post a comment.