In the Garden

I sit alone in the garden, Pausing life to listen closely, To hear without trying to hear, To watch without expectation And from the stillness of my mind, I drink deeply from the cup of life, Sipping Nature's sweet nectar, Until I feel my senses heightened Here I unlearn my human ways, And drown the sounds of modern life, To feel the presence of a thousand beings, So long forgotten or ignored And as the stillness then gives way, To a grand chaotic symphony, Eventually I come to see, I'm not alone in the garden.