Children of the corn

Less than 2 weeks ago, the fields were bare...seeds were being sown.

Half way through the Holy month of Ramadan, the sun continues to shine, day becomes night and night becomes day, as people fast, no water, no food, no cigarettes...life slows down.

The seeds that were sown a short while ago, have come alive. They need just water and the sun to grow, to sustain life.

As I came home this evening, pre Iftar I noticed the once, freshly ploughed field, had come alive. The sunset breeze blew through the fresh corn and created a cool air as the sun set.