Sowing the seed, my hand is one with the earth.

Wanting the seed to grow, my mid is one with the light.

Hoeing the crop, my hands are one with the rain.

Hungry and trusting, my mind is one with the earth.

Eating the fruit, my body is one with the earth.

-Wendall Berry

A wandering holy man is asked what his work in life is.  He replies, “I’m a farmer… This body of mine is my field.  I sow good thoughts and actions, and in my body I reap the results.”