Sleep Sit

Sleep Sit

Fields of rice

Beating sun heat

Hands for hoes

Dry dirt for shoes

Meals over fires

Water to haul

On bent back

In a land with no shade

Bits of life

Carved into the skin as

Canyons and dried rivers

Crossing each other or

Stitches of the days

Woven like a rug for prayer

And held in two hands

With the rising moon

Of slumbering eyes

 

Copyright© 2017/11/10 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: by ThuyHaBich©    https://pixabay.com/en/portrait-sleep-sit-2870659/

 

 

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