“Beloved’His eyes contain the history of the worldOf all its inhabitants who come and goHe yields his wisdom freely for allSo human hearts may follow his well-worn tracksPeace and grace surround himAs Nature shields him in her protective embraceShe moves through him speaking softlyEnchanting tales of her wildernessQuietly as a leaf finds the forest floorShe brushes his cheek with faintest touchReminding him she is his true homeGuarding his footsteps over all terrainShe brings him comfort when darkness fallsThrough flickering flames and dancing moonlightAnd when he closes his eyes to sleepShe guides his dreams to his soul’s remembranceOf life as one with the Nature he loves” ― Collette O’Mahony, The Soul in Words: A collection of Poetry & Verse