Inhale

a poem

Inhale

Inhale the air touched by trees
Exhalation of such green leaves
Clean air comes without a price
The cost is but to design a life
Where one might live among things green
Where air and water and food are clean
Where birdsong graces the early morn
And the only rumble is a thunderstorm
Where solitude and peace are real
States of mind to live and feel
A quiet mind can think new thoughts
Divine ideas that can’t be bought
To live without artificial minds
Where intelligence is easy to find
Where the only missile is a diving bird
A darting fish or a well-placed word
Nothing man-made compares to trees
Who exhales oxygen for us to breathe
Solar-powered alchemists
Make fruit from soil and sun and mist
No contraption of man is half as good
Converts our filth to food and wood
A place for birds to sit and sing
I’ll wear it like a golden ring
To live one year in nature’s embrace
Exceeds a lifetime in any other place