each and every one

Can one experience nature without ever hearing it?
Sitting on Dexter lawn blasting my IPOD,
I can smell nature.
The grass has a bitersweet scent
and the tree I lean against smells of wisdom lost long ago.

I can touch nature.
The bark is coarse like crocodile skin
while plants leaves are so soft they slip though my fingers.

I can taste it.
Although I wouldn't recommend nibling on chips of redwood
or downing blades of grass-unless you want to cause yourself to throw up!

I can see nature.
It's all around me.
The spectrum of color is so wide my eye happily bounces from one plant to the next.
Purple Grey Red Brown Black and Green tying everything together,
as if some Master Painter intended it that way.

As shadows dance upon my page,
I wonder how I thought sound was essential to experience
this lifeforce.
Afterall, it speaks to each
and every one of our senses.