Thanks all,
I will look it over again after a few jars of corn liquor.
Here's the, as yet unedited, whole verse, (note the rice reference Faldage) which is the end a 673 word item which I wrote last year. It hasn't been published in our little local paper yet. I don't mind sharing it, but this is not the forum for that. I will PM it if anyone is interested.

Let this dry, Summer day surround you,
With its nurturing noise and soundless hum.
Let the drip of fresh fruit juice have its way,
Down your chin to feed the soil.
Dismiss not passion or grace or thoughtful concern.
Enjoy your bowl of Basmati rice,
In its elegant, complex simplicity