Love is a fruit in season at all times,
and within reach of every hand. ~ Mother Teresa
That old farmer, oh
& his great-grandmother
hand-picked those heirloom seeds
so that now, right here & now,
the fruits of his/her labor
would nourish you.
Amazing seeds enriched by miraculous
gifts of rain, sun, soil & more
along with needed TLC.
In these summer times,
with patience, slowly ripening.
Should good fortune be with them
they will offer their goodness
for the nourishment of others;
whether they be 2, 4, 6, or 8-legged,
as well as winged ones & the earth.
Could it be, that we,
ourselves, are any different
in our ripening, dear ones?
After being nurtured & fertilized
with noble spiritual teachings,
passages in the good book, or books,
meditation, prayers, contemplation
& time with teachers, friends
on retreat or in solitude,
we interconnect to truth, the source, the creator,
the pure land, the kingdom.
Henceforth, skipping off
with hands & hearts happy,
singing along with voices in the sky.
Offering our wholesome goodness
to ourselves or, perhaps, multitudes.
An offering of sweet incense for beautiful continuations
of slowly ripening aspirations
& practices of love in everyday life.
May mastery of your full potential be realized,
abiding with calm acceptance, with each
moment’s success and/or failure.