Today we will travel miles

to reach a peace,

a settling of soils enriching Nature’s quiet

beauty.

We will haul our materials

in a trek inside Her monastery

while there we will think only

of the sounds and sights of the forest.

There is a spectacular symbolism with

asking the environment to allow us to trample

upon its sensitive skin.

I remember laughing one day

when she and I walked inside a famous park,

and came upon Strawberry Fields,

there is a monolith of beauty there

to celebrate Lennon’s impact.

As we stood gazing

a tour group arrived,

and the leader asked everyone to be silent

and say a prayer

as we walked upon Nature’s sensitive skin.

We walked away then,

smiles on our faces,

a bit of cynic analogy to follow.

We had not dreamed of nature

amidst the concrete of New York City.

Yet, one must remember

far below, the soil remains the same

as the visible, elegant walks of Central Park