On this plate There are many hands
The hands that sowed the seeds And the hands that tilled the land,
The hands that worked the harvest, and brought it to the stands.
Yes on this plate are many hands.
In this bowl Are sun and rain and air,
The garden's soil and all the tiny creatures that live there.
A delicate balance Of beings great and small.
Yes in this bowl we have them all.
In this food There are many souls.
Some may be our family Who served it in our bowl.
Some may be migrant workers Whom we will never know,
And can't afford to buy the food they grow.
In this room there are many hands.
Let's join them all together In a circle if we can.
And in this sacred silence Let there be gratitude
For the many hearts and hands that made this food.
-Many Hands by Jody Kessler
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