Within the Temple of the Soul is the first volume of poems by an anthroposophic poet. Metropolis Run Shine-face and dirty dove and doggy too,
Where I walked by the trees and river view,
There the sun rose and the moon did reflect her.
Smokestack, blackjack, crack and buggy,
Roller blades and Ice Capades,
And downtown humming with artists and artisans
And there, across the gilded bridge, to heaven.