Day 26: Pobject's handmade quilt

From up above it’s hard to say what’s growing

in these fields, but you can tell from

their geometry that

hands,

    hundreds of hands (thousands, if not millions,

over time)

are digging, scraping, shaping,

putting plants into the earth and pulling

them out

               again. From here

it’s a busy quilt in emerald, jade, and malachite –

and cruising at 30,000 feet I can have an

only-god-can-make-a-soybean-but-

boy-can-we-sure-

help-him-out

moment.

Ubuntu – I am because

we are –

might make more sense to us

if we could fly

and take the time to hover over

one another’s heads every now and then.