I can't physically survive on the meager amounts grown in my garden, but something internally is so satisfied. Tending Earth my soul thrives, my spirit flies. I am fed.
Tending Earth I am grounded and present, a participant in bringing forth Earth's fruits.
Some people feel the pull of space flight. I too am drawn to space flight, the flight taking place in the space I call inside.
I never imagined thanking the humble tomato for that experience but I do.
Tomatoes, thank you.
-Dawn, The Good News Muse, 17 August 2011