An inquiry now, into
the roots of our being.
What is sanity?
Sometimes it seems as
if only things like blades of grass have sanity --
as if only through
their serenity, their mute virtue and wisdom,
could we gain a sense
of life as it might become.
Generations have dimly felt that somehow within nature lies a
template
for guidance --
that genuine revelation
lies within the livingness of grass.
of
cloud, of light --
a revelation
sharpening our knowledge of the roots of kindness,
the
beginnings of humility.