Ready for the Harrow

(Blessed be the days lay to rest) (Blessed be the days we still have yet) Up on highland hill Just beyond the furrow near Autumn light and harvest lupine Blend to violet Witnessing this glimpse Traces of tomorrow sing 'Neath the bridge in barren echo Lay the what has been Hear the vesper grow A peaceful call to follow August in my name Season for this errand clear Worry not now, little brother I carry it the same In this confidence Dead ends are untethered here Shed away the kept and vetted Ebb the what has been For peace beyond the hollow carry on The red-letter Amen to all my lost And ready for the harrow And ready for the harrow I'll miss this simple life Youth that I have borrowed, dear Never mine to own, now sits alone Ready for veneer I feel the prairie sigh Bending wheat wave goodbye, dear Follow now the fleeting silence Into foreign fields Peace in all I've left And all I've loved At peace awaiting what Is yet to come