poem

Don’t throw banana peel on the ground Nature walks observe, see Smell, touch, hug a tree Feel energy around Listen to the birds Sense where, when, why Who I am is experience? Visual, sense, touch Meet, meaning, express Cement replacement Of beauty, of you, of me Each is of their own Reality...

Earth by John Hall Wheelock For the earth that breeds the trees Breeds cities too, and symphonies. Equally her beauty flows Into a savior or a rose. Through Leonardo's hand she seeks Herself, and through Beethoven speaks Even as the growing grass Up from the soil religions pass. And all man...