.....PIECES OF JULY by MSA.....

This is my vision of tall pine trees
in the moist and serene morn:
'tis when the leaves whisper in the breeze
in happiness or in forlorn;
shadows cast'd upon gentle hills
reaching vales so silent, cool and still.

I stand here amidst the velvet grass
with white clouds so high above:
but would I see this one world so vast,
if not through the gift of love;
mirthful joy, these are my only friends
when tears are without a seeming end.

I feel the earth that's under my feet,
smell the air after a storm:
tasted fruits so bitter and yet sweet,
watch pearly dews in the morn;
and I feel now as I touch a hand
the warmth of life beautifully grand.


(A humble gift for your birthday, 04.08.73 from M.S.A.)