June 7, 1971 - What Was Today?

What was today? A fresh, cool, wet day - with trees lush that not long ago were sparce and bare, cock-pheasants sounded from the wood & I knew, I know, I feel & hear & see differently from other men = the world, a separate entity reaches out & touches me and I feel, I see, I smell, I sense, I rejoice that I live, oh, hopefully, at least a moment each day - a whole, fresh, hopeful, worshipful moment each day - under the sky and its sun or its moon or its rain or its wind.