All books, nature opened up herself, on a
Branch hanging upon her words, she led me out
From the philosophy of patriarchs
I gave up guilt, I said I’m innocent
And life‘s story wrote, a car pulled up beside
The nature strip and her face said, I’ll give you
The discipline you seek, I know what is
From nature, beheld a teacher in elemental
Discipline, walking on the soil, making
Breath to swim – elemental air, my breath
Is fire – the teacher bearing nature’s gift
To be, O, be disciplined by her whip
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