Surely I am here
For chimes and birdsong enter
In the seashell of each ear
For goats are grazing near at hand
And chickens peck through dirt
A snake a-wiggles, bugs a-crawl
The mountain stands inert
And all around, there's only green
Banana trees and plants
There's green until the moon devours
My paper, pen and pants
Until I'm nude and empty
In the bugs-a-chirping night
Declaring, "I'm in paradise!"
'Til all fades out of sight.
