In the forest so plush
In the forest so lush
near the cataract's gush
near the waterfalls' rush
where none are frightened
by hunters' ambush..
and squirrels never
do one another push
...in the deepening quiet
.. in the gathering hush
.. by the birded bush
near the sacred ground
of the Burning Bush
comes the trill of the thrush
and peace encircling
does everyone brush