Today a feeling has possessed me
Of Life and a Love
For Man and Nature.

A calm understanding grows
In a body
Which a disturbed restlessness
Once called home.

An ecstasy so basic and beautiful
Blossoms within me
As flowers in a field
During the month of May.

Naiveté returns
To a long calloused man
Like leaves to a dormant oak
Once deemed dead
After long winter naps.