Nature’s Guest

I overheard a willow weep

      (saddened by my intrusion?)

      while skirting a field of wheat

      soon to meet the silken sweep

of a garner’s fluid motion.

Then, as quick as the day began

      it ended.  Hearth beckoned me.

      Homeward bound I cast around

      but saw neither beast nor man;

yet the world was my company.

Halfway home I halted, briefly,

      to listen to the silence;

      as lofty thought came unsought,

      and a cool breeze caressed me.

I rose to leave with reluctance.