ON MY WAY to recovery
when I received Nature's earliest friendly greetings,
she held before my eyes her precious gift of endless first surprise.
And those trees and the blue sky
bathed in morning light
though ancient and ever-known
revealed to me in them creation's everlasting first moment
and I felt that this one birth of mine
is woven in the web of many births of many changing forms
and like the sunlight composed of varied rays
every appearance in its unity
is blended with countless invisible other ones.