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In almost every place I make my camp,  
in sand, or forest, scrub or mountain range  
I feel my presence leaves a lasting stamp:  
and in return, I undergo a change.  
Between us we create an atmosphere.  
I mediate the fruits of human mind,  
and in my native home-land try to share  
and test the truth of all the thoughts that bind  
the mind of man to his environment.  
Just as sweet music heard in company  
reflects within the hearers, what is lent  

by intuition makes a harmony.
So settings, add, transmute, or take away,
and act their parts in any human play.
[from the Desert of my Heart and Mind by F.J.A.Pockley 1912-1990]