The best conversations I’ve ever had were with myself or while
chattering away with the walls of my living room when no one else was around,
and bursting into laughter from my own humorous remarks.

It all comes naturally
like the impulse to hug, climb trees when I feel friendly towards them
hearing them live subtly in the open, peaceful and quiet
and listening to the playful wind move the tree branches here and there
is an experience of sumptuous beauty,
a world of sounds without words.

Sleepless at night I ask the ceiling to open up and let me see the sky,
and my dear friend the moon comes softly shining,
shares vibrant timeless stories and
looks over me while the stars build up my night dreams.