Contemplation, meditation even
Gifts the time
To rehearse one’s art
In the spirit
Of loving kindness
As if to sojourn
In the meadow
Or saunter
Over the sand dunes
With love in the ascendency
There to find
The lover
The poet
The song
Of all mankind
Settled into the hollow
Sheltered by humanity
From your worries
To practice your work
In readiness for the future
