I am; therefore I think.
I think; therefore I read,
Sometimes because I think
But sometimes because I don't want to.

I remember strange words that were spoken,
"Do you like poetry?" when we met at a bookstore.
"Yes," I answered, "do you?" with a smile.
"No," and as her head shook, my jaw dropped,
For this was my friend who sang hymns!
I know personally two people
Who have said that they do not like trees!
Then also my jaw dropped.

But I walk often among trees and my spirits are lifted.
And I read and I read, and so come home to myself again.