The scent of warm grass,

dappled light through willow leaves,

the Earth holding me.

At ease and at peace.

The yin and the yang balanced:

the shade and the light.

What is mine to bring?

Ease of being, harmony?

Are they the same thing?

River running fast,

eddies within eddies say

"go against the flow."

At a time of war,

kindness counters the conflict,

love conquers hatred.