I read a poem by Edwin Muir earlier today. —-

One foot in Eden still, I stand;

And look across the other land;

The world’s great day is growing late;

Yet strange these fields that we have planted;

So long with crops of love and hate;

It got me thinking of the (DS) crops that will be harvested. There will be many crops of hatred to be cut down, but we must keep our focus on the crops of love that will nourish future generations. It is easy to get distracted by our hatred and anger, but it’s the crops of love that will see us through this.