~Platonic Essence of the Farmer~
I see him everywhere I look.
He is here & he is there,
In numerous forms & in
Numerous places & times.
I first saw him as a neolithic man
Aimlessly foraging for food. . .
I then saw him in ancient Greece
Asking Demeter to bless his field of Rye. . .
I saw him again in Egypt
Plowing a fertile field along the Nile. . .
I saw him in the South-American Jungle
Planting maize in orderly rows. . .
I have seen him in Ireland
Digging up potatoes with his bare hands. . .
He was in North America decades ago , too
Harvesting expensive crops of tobacco. . .
Now he is here, all over the world
Farming hundreds of Acres of crops. . .
He will always exist as
He walks through the Ages
Doing what he is destined to do.
He is Thee Farmer.
~~~XXXII~~~
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