Confession: Today's poem speaks of wheat ... the photo doesn't ... at least not directly.
The illustration is one of mine, of course ... a photo of some decorative grass. I don't know exactly what kind, but it did remind me of the wheat I had seen making waves in a field ... now all part of distant memories.
And the sky?
That's sky as reflected in the windows of the tall building near which I found the decorative grass growing. I was taken by the color and the shapes ... so I snapped it ... kept it ... and here it is, today ... famous. Well, a little more "famous" than it otherwise might have been.
I really hope I haven't spoiled the mood for today's poem, but I thought the photo and the poem made something of a match.
SEA OF BEAUTY
The wheat leans
in the summer breeze,
a sea of beauty
set in motion
toward the horizon
by plain hard labor
and the hand of God.
(originally published in Capper's)
Today's word: wheat