Before Enlightenment Stacking Wood

Before enlightenment
stacking wood,
After enlightenment
stacking wood (with Prema).

Before enlightenment
stacking wood,
After enlightenment
stacking wood (with Prema).

That time of year–still hot,
though change is in the air,
whispered by Krishna’s Nature
thru the plants and living things.

We try to order wood early
so it can stand and “cure”,
though sometimes our wood guy
lives up to the slow country image.

Still, it is cooler now to stack
the wood, and this time my wife
is helping, to motivate me
(the procrastinator) to get the job done.

This is the first year she
has helped, and it is much
better than solo,
more gets done, and it’s fun!

We chant Hare Krishna in our
mind, or out loud, discussing KC
or a therapy case and joke
that we aren’t frontier folk.

We live in the country but usually
her allergies force her indoors,
though now she discovered masks
so she works like a doctor (or bandit).

So we go for an hour or more
every few days–I bring
her logs, and we both stack,
and I go back, and forth.

The smell of hardwood,
sweat wetting me,
mixing with dirt, coloring
body and shirt–covering my soul.

Evening Sun casts a glow,
bugs looking for skin,
spiders, bugs run for cover
as their home is moved.

The Earth at our feet– another
world busy with searching, hiding,
victims and victors–
now we giants disturb both.

Gradually slowing
my arms and wrist aching–
ouch!, as I drop a log on my knee
just a bit of pain, the wood tower rises.

Visible progress made, closing one door
to open another, feeling satisfied
at the dignity of simple, outdoor labor,
enabling us to lead a life of devotion.
(and stay warm in the coming winter)