Perhaps Today

Perhaps today
the heartland will rise,
prairies sing their ancient songs
as broad lakes join flowing rivers
unceasing to the sea.


Though the noise of progress
may demand attention
beneath disturbance
are the clear tones of earth,
quiet as a dirt road,
fields green with spring.


Perhaps we may forget
or set aside the thoughts
that don’t become us
and let the deeper strains
of harmony find voice
in our words.


As whales intone
their plaintive melodies
traveling the deep ocean,
perhaps today we may
follow our halting footsteps
and come again
to the open gates of Eden.




photograph by Maija Butters






















Reading of “Perhaps Today” with music by Jay Ungar and Molly Mason


11 Responses to “Perhaps Today”

  1. Pat Fitzsimmons says:

    Yes Don, today is good!

  2. Eric Dunn says:


  3. Mark Dellamano says:

    Lovely and profound all at once. I could read this everyday.

  4. David Banner says:

    Don…this is yummy!

  5. John Connor says:

    Beautiful, Don. I’m giving a talk about Spring this Sunday, and I may read your poem, if that would be okay with you.

  6. Veronica Lim says:

    Lovely poem, Don, accompanied with the perfect music and image!


  7. James Frid says:

    As consciousness finds inspiration in the natural rhythms of the ancient songs anew, our thoughts become us. Perhaps we become them. Thank you for these fine moments with you, Don.

  8. Christina Pivarnik says:

    Simply beautiful, Don. I see the whales regularly where I live and always honor them. Thank you.

  9. Spoken in safe peace, the longings of the heart …

  10. Maria Frid says:

    No matter how halting our footsteps are, the gates to Eden are always open. Your poetry is so lovely!

  11. Thea says:

    “…perhaps today we may
    follow our halting footsteps
    and come again
    to the open gates of Eden.”

    Just, wow.

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