PSALM 1

He is like the tree that is planted beside the flowing waters.
That yields its fruit in due season.
With all nature we delight in our sons and daughters.
Sometimes it is instinct that is true not reason.

I dreamt that I was at a busy yet boring meeting.
Suddenly in my dream I was transported from it on a boat on a shimmering lake.
Now only to the calmness of nature could I give a greeting.
I just was, I did not have to make and I did not have to take.

The tree by the stream has a drink.
It does not move.
It does not think.
It is just there to soothe.

I awoke from my dream, I was back at that meeting.
Arguing.