I Hear Music of the Universe I hear music of the universe and I am connected Through an opened window the fresh sweet fragrance of a summer day comes stealing into me and I am connected – to the greenness of leaves brown twisted trunk of my maple tree the birds I feed softly singing twilight melodies over the old feeder Twisting twining ivy inching over the uncovered tree roots and climbing the trunk reaching towards the evening sky orange and purple sunset blotting the peaked hilltops muted colors, swirling and diffused stealing back to me connecting me into my earth I hear music of the universe and I am connected. (1 July 1984)
Shared Moment Ah, my friend with shared reverence I watch you touch with sensitive finger tips the top of a potter’s bowl reflecting appreciating the craft of fine glaze. Through your fingers I feel too. Kindred souls we are in tune with the earth and simple beauty. (1 July 1984)