Things of the Sun

I feel at ease among the things of the sun,
i feel that I am one, that I can be at ease still,
among the things of the sun.
I hearken to the birds' calls, yes, yes more.
I sit by my favorite oak tree and think,
How happy I can be where I am alone.
I see flowers and bees dance their symbiotic dance.
The clouds cast their shades and darken the sun.