Harvest of the Grain Goddess

“‘Siss net alle Daag Ernt”


So goes the old proverb


Indeed, every day is not the harvest.


The harvest is special;


It empowers us
,

Feeds us
,

And carries us forth.


Like the Grain Goddess
--

Anticipated
,

Expected
,

Yet Her name so elusive


Through the rocky course of history.


Yet we know 

She exists;


We feel Her pull, 


And we yearn to meet Her.


She feeds us as Her own


For we are kernels nestled together


Protected by Her husk.


Her silky hair surrounds us


As we grow as siblings
.

Her name reflects the strength of kin


As She reveals Herself to us at last:


Siwwa, Sibba, Sippa, Sif


Hail to the Grain Goddess!


Hail to the Lady of Kinship!


In Thy hall every day is the harvest.


And the grains fall to us in Mannheem.


We plant them 


And nourish our bodies


And our souls.

-- Robert L. Schreiwer, 2019