Imprisoned, rustbelt cities entrap
Souls, careless and untrained
My intent is to revere the flowers and streams
To hold sacred these stars that glow luminous
To honor divinity in billowing cool pastel skies
Submerged, my naked fingers
Explore earth, steeped with richness
My dream is to flow like wind across the prairie
To kneel in jubilation underneath the forest canopy
To seek shelter in the eternal solitude of sappy pine
These eternal truths
These natural laws
Revealed through the simple
Act of observation and silence
Teach us and guide us safely through
The shadowy valley of fear and unknowing
Effortlessly transforming
The first rays of early dawn
Into majestic afternoon sunlight
All this I have learned
By walking a myriad of paths
That led to some transformation
On Lower Rock Run