seeds worship – part 5

planter_rubble.jpg[planter box filled with rubble]

Is it too easy for us to talk of kingdoms that grow from fertile soil,
and seeds that bear grain

when, for most of the world,
the soil is too dry,
too denuded,
too lifeless

where there is no water to drink
let alone water a plant.

where people try to plant seeds of a kingdom in the rubble of
broken dreams, not the fertile soil made accessible by privilege and wealth.

Take a piece of rubble.
Hold it in your hand.
Feel its hard edges.

Read the stories of the world in the paper.
Feel their hard edges.

Carry the rubble with you through this day.
Let it remind you of the world beyond this place.
Let it challenge us when our answers become too easy.