This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me,–
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet countrymen,
Judge tenderly of me!
As the stock market takes on its typical warm weather unsteady cadence, let us read into Emily Dickerson‘s words and remember Nature still has fruits to provide. You don’t harvest all fruits at the beginning of the summer. You harvest them throughout your life.
Water, fertilize, weed, and repeat. Over and over and over. Remain steady.