So You Can Plant More Wheat
I would like to remove some rock
from your field
so that you can plant more wheat.
And those hills I see that are part of you,
I have some trees in mind for them
and flowering grasses,
so that you won’t erode,
when the elements pour.
Are we not lovers?
Cannot I speak to you like this?
Do I need to ask your permission
to hitch up my ox
and sing to him as I improve
your vast terrain?
The title to your heart came to my office.
In looking at it a great interest
in your soul developed.
The care of your soul
So I would like to remove some stones
from your meadows;
then an orchard you could grow,
and the world,
and the world then,
will come to taste