Sitting in the sunlight
With my sandwiches and tea
I heard a voice from nowhere
Drifting gently through a tree
Holding me for a moment
In its mystery melody.

I stopped it in its shadow
Wanting it ever so to be
But it flew off into nowhere
Laughing mockingly at me.

"I am not for you", it cried,
Bubbling merrily,
"I need no home in you,
Nor you a home in me.
Eat your sandwich, Earthman,
And drink your cup of tea."
"You lie", I said, with certainty.
"I am for you and you for me.
Not two sides of the moon,
One an airy mystery,
The other an earth buffoon.
Come sit with me and join me.
Share my sandwich, drink with me my tea."