There is so much mystery in life and the combination of poetry and art employed in The Symphony of Being describes some of it. I often feel like I am living in a wilderness, trying to describe what it is like in all its beauty and turmoil. Here are some excerpts:Nocturnal SymphonyNumber OneThere is turmoil hereSadnessLeading to hours visitingwith creativityThe man insideTrying to grasp hold ofhappinessIt laughs and slips awayInto the sea of who Icould beNocturnal symphony in DWhat defines a manis mysteryMy best work rises outof feeling I'd rather not beWithout our feelings whatwould we be?In Another LifeLet me be a happy moleTunneling my way undergroundLet me sprout yellow flowers in springA dandelion about to seedA blade of grass, a bee, a flowerSo contented, calling to the beesA pear tree with little white flowersA big bear hibernating, just waking upOh let me be a crow, a lion, aLittle finch, robin, a gullLet me swim the sea, a sealA crab, salmon, seahorse, an eelSo when I'm done I've livedOh truly livedTo share with God the manyForms of meThe Sentient MindLymph nodes and nerve cellsNourished by tiny capillariesThe work of a healthy bodyTo prevent blockages and deathsMini strokesWorking surreptitiouslyTo quell their deep blue sentienceSweet memories vanquishedThe mortal touch of human weaknessSlowly robbingIts central commandFocus closing downThe steep red stepsThe frailty of beingHuman witnessImagesIt hurts to watch Please enjoy this book of poetry and art.