Planting the Earth.- The organic Way

The fruit of your labour after days , weeks and months of Dedication , Care and  Loving Kindness whether you realize them or not, you held it up with pride and not many notices it. You are the unsung hero who till the soil to feed the world living in practically anonymity at the edge of the planet where very few has ventured to visit.

When you are in touch with the soil you are not far from touching Mother Nature Herself. It is the smell of the soil that reminds you of your origin, that you were created from the earth and you will return to it Humbled.. There are many today living on this planet that has no idea what the soil really smells like much less what it feels like.

Nature has a sure way of healing your spirit when you are working in it. It makes you feel like you belong to this planet like this earth that you are handling itself is the  stuff of Its Spirit. As you kneel bowing to the ground you become one with the Whole, lost in silent contemplation.

For those who has no experience of working with their hands  buried in the soil they will never know what it feels like to touch nature, they will be strangers to the very substance that makes up a part of their body; one of the four elements of Earth, Wind, Fire and Water; the very stuff that will wrap them in the grave like a blanket..

With bent backs you  you toil, digging and planting each seed in one hole at a time with Loving Kindness and Tenderness like giving life to a child . With each seed you sang the hymn praising Allah for His bounties. and for the well being of your crop. You plant with hope and know what you are doing will be rewarded here on Earth and later in Heaven.

In the middle of the field on a hot day afternoon you are bent over  weeding , you know that it will not be long before the plants will bear the fruit of your labor but every step of the way you work with care and diligence making sure that nothing goes is left to chance.

To most, being a farmer is the last on the wish list of one's career and it is just about the lowest paying job on the market. It lack glamour and back breaking working from the crack of dawn and toiling till the setting of the sun.

But you feed the Kings and the paupers and they feed from your hands.  Yours is the most noble of vocation that without which there is hardly any life on this Planet. You hold the Key to a sustainable existence of the human race  in body, mind and spirit. As organic farmers you seek to heal a dying planet, to undo the damage that has been prophesied  by man to his own abode, I salute you Captain!