It is so nice to be in a place.
Simply, to walk
To look at the greenery,
Hear it innnn the winddddd.
How it came to be here, and
Why it is shaped so.
Sun and shadow pitter-patter
In the grass, playing a game:
Each chase the other around.
The birds’ song
Interrupted only by silence.
And that is no interruption at all,
But the space between the sound and dream.
Where am I?
Where is this place?
Here. Only here
The miracle of Being may be observed
And Anywhere may be everywhere.
And within Everywhere is a Somewhere.
And Somewhere may be anywhere.
And within any Where is a Here.