From the recording Holding the Threads
Lyrics
Unharvested
Leave the corners of your field unharvested
Let the apples linger ripe on your trees
When the hyacinths and roses appear
Let the evidence escape on the breeze
Sing your sonnet to the sky without regret
Let the echoes of your notes disappear
Find a melody that moves with the tide
Play it tenderly for others to hear
Here on this winding road
Plans will go astray
No need to have or hold
What you can give away
Take your troubles to the sea; surrender them
Spend a moment giving thanks for the waves
Watch the water travel onward and back
Always sending so much more than it saves
Here on this winding road
Plans will go astray
No need to have or hold
What you can give away
Leave the corners of your field unharvested . . .
© Beth DeSombre 2024
