Ready for the Harrow

(Blessed be the days lay to rest)
(Blessed be the days we still have yet)

Up on highland hill
Just beyond the furrow near
Autumn light and harvest lupine
Blend to violet

Witnessing this glimpse
Traces of tomorrow sing
‘Neath the bridge in barren echo
Lay the what has been
Hear the vesper grow
A peaceful call to follow

August in my name
Season for this errand clear
Worry not now little brother
I carry it the same

In this confidence
Dead-ends are untethered here
Shed away the kept and vetted
Ebb the what has been

For peace beyond the hollow carry on
The red-letter Amen
To all my lost
And ready for the harrow

And ready for the harrow

I’ll miss this simple life
Youth that I have borrowed, dear
Never mine to own, now sits alone
Ready for veneer

I feel the prairie sigh
Bending wheat wave goodbye, dear
Follow now the fleeting silence
Into foreign fields
Peace in all I’ve left
And all I’ve loved
At peace awaiting what is yet to come