Thursday, October 08, 2009
Song of the Day Two, The Lonely Farmer
Imagine, if you will, life on a farm. The first rays of dawn shoot over the hilltops, and the fields turn gold with light. A man walks from a humble, yet sturdy shack and stands, hoe in hand, looking out over the crop. He sees, in the morning mist, mirages from his past. A woman cheerfully leading along two small children, twin boys, to pick herbs in the forest. Two young men, learning to mend an oxcart from their father, as their mother hums a melody from within the kitchen. Two adventurers of to seek their fortune, never to return. A pall of death over the land as a woman slips away from this life years before her time. The mist thins and disappears, and small animals frolic in the rows, and birds sing. The lonely farmer collapses, and weeps.