“To find the verses in the bark of a tree...to seek the music in raindrops drumming upon the thirsty earth....to be sheltered in the silence lingering between the words...to search for a song of the fallen leaves....to revel in the gold of the olden times....to lend the ears as the earthen spirit softly speaks....to let the tales whisper from the wispy winds....of how the tree stood the test of time...this is the timeless truth of which the poet often writes.....for in the heart of the ancient woods....where the river freely runs so wild....there upon the riverbed sits the truth of all truths.....how poetry holds them all.....”