Weathered Barns

The weathered boards of barns
   that have withstood the wind,
      …waiting for another harvest,
         … another planting.

But tilted now, shifted,
   having been pushed for so long,
      …the roofs settling,
         …into their feet.

Their story told,
   and work long finished,
      …they become the seed,
         …to imagine what has been.

About Mary Herbert

I am a gentle listener, a woman of few words. My journey through life has been a spiritual one, as well as a physical one. My daughter, Katie, and I thought it would be interesting to combine some of our giftings/talents in a blog and see what happens. Let us know what you think!

4 thoughts on “Weathered Barns

  1. Lovely, Mary. Thank you for sharing this. “Boards of barns”–I love this phrase and the way it feels.

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    1. Thank you Kym. My husband and I traveled out to North Dakota to visit our daughter and her family, and we saw so many old abandoned farms. I have to wonder what stories they would tell. And the boards…the shell that held back the wind and snow and rain…what would they say? So this is my picture.

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