A blue sky today. Is it blue enough? Rough

bark on the hickory tree invites my touch. Such

sensual invitations are almost too much.

It is, my friend, blue enough; rough

bark draws me to the green world above, love

of God and living things brings

tranquility to my restless heart. Apart

from the very wildness of the wilderness

where is tenderness to be found, bound

for the trail ahead that leads to where? 

I don't care; It's enough for now.