Choir: SSAATTBB a cappella
Duration: 3 minutes
Photo Credit: Shruthi Rajasekar
o land! o land!
we coax small seeds from rich dark earth
she kindles the corn from green husk to gold he sets new stalks twisting skyward
they put down roots where we rooted stand
together we walk
the rows and rows
our muddy hands
like tendrils intertwined
we hold each other’s dusty hands
the garden —our garden— nourishes flourishes feeds us:
we sit down and eat
I find Anna Leader's lovely poem about a community tending its garden to be a beautiful reflection on the importance of long-term diligence (in bearing fruits, so to speak) and the power of "walking together". Only the combination of the two can turn "green husk" into "gold".
Anna wrote this poem specifically for musical purposes, which is perhaps why her natural analogy is so apt. Like a garden, a choir provides sustenance for its members and audiences; at the culminating concert, the two come together to sit down and share their feast.