Going to the Country
It was totally my pleasure to
go to the country with Kevala Bhakti. A
young, well, younger than me, person.
Our drive was just shy of two hours to see Fil and Sukhayanti who have
launched an ambitious agrarian program involving cows and land. They also launched two baby girls recently,
twins, actually.
A lucky family.
Why do I say that? The answer to that question is, country home,
barns, land, clean air, river nearby, each other, health, God, and a purpose.
Kevala Bhakti and I had our
hand at serving the bovine these compact green pellets. It came to mind on the return journey, the
lyrics of Bruce Cockburn in his song, “Going to the Country”
Look out the window, what do
I see?
Cows hanging out under
spreading treesZoom! They’re gone behind the sign
White letters pointing to the long white line
And I’m going to the country
Oh la la la la la la
I’m going to the country
Sunshine smile on me
I can smell the grass growing in the field
Wind in my hair tells me how it feels
Farm houses, silver roof flashing by
Tractor – trailer truck says goodbye with a sigh
And I’m going to the country
Oh la la la la la la
I’m going to the country
Sunshine smile on me
Birds singing, I’m singing in my bones
Doesn’t much matter now where I’m going
Get it when I get there is what I’ll do
If I get enough I’ll give some to you
And I’m going to the country
Oh happy as can be
I’m going to the country
Sunshine smile on me
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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