Go, Ploughman, Plough

Joseph CampbellInspired

Go, ploughman, plough The mearing lands, The meadow lands, The mountain lands: All life is bare Beneath your share, All love is in your lusty hands.

Up, horses, now! And straight and true Let every broken furrow run: The strength you sweat Shall blossom yet In golden glory to the sun.

Joseph Campbell

Mood:: Inspired
Topics:: sun, horse, ploughman, furrow, fertility

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A voice calls out to a ploughman, urging him across boundary lands, meadows, and mountains. The speaker sees the ploughman’s work as something almost sacred: as the blade cuts the soil, it uncovers bare life, and his strong hands carry love and vitality.

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