This is a book of poetry and art by Patrick J. Leach.

This is the full color version of the previously published black and white (less expensive) version of The Symphony of Being, "the sound so alien, loud and mysterious." Also available in Kindle version.

This is a book of poetry by Patrick J. Leach. It focuses on the symphony and meaning of being. The Symphony of Being (the deliverance) Compelling the way it plays out inside Once born the mystery derives Gathering momentum In the educated mind The value of learning goes well beyond Money earned and influence to wield Getting lost in library stacks Letting the mind go where it will The powers of discernment Like snowflakes building up on steps Leading up to my house The morass plays on The symphony of being The myriad of experience Like instruments playing mournful, soulful music To tantalize the mind Being human, an unknown journey From distant place to distant place Writing symphonies on flesh The tapestries of life In a lifetime given to gathering Money, people, and things- The ultimate goal is to let it all go These poems are born of love, heartbreak, experiences, hope, disappointments, all the things that any of us here on earth go through in our lives in varying degrees over our time here. I hope it makes your journey a little easier to appreciate, a little wiser, more loving. We share so much in common, more than we think, living here on planet earth. They took her into hospice today Promising it would be a short stay Before returning home Patrick Leach Portland, Oregon

This is a full color book of paintings by artist Patrick Leach, volume one.

from out to sea no one knows who is alone tonight crying, sick with fear and love cast aside demised, compromised, rebuffed clocking into hope for reconciliation the tide is coming in will smash and cover take everything that moves out to sea I write poetry to share with other human beings. I give this book to you, unstrap the weight of the world from my back and let the world carry on.

This is a book of poetry I know you will enjoy. Please indulge yourself. It is my third published book of poems. Bare Trees The beauty of bare trees right before the sun comes back Love just before it comsummates in a full-blown relationships A man right before he passes on what he knows to the next generation Poems written by an unknown author who questions his worth right before the public recognizes what he's written Ah, the value of everything right before the masses catch on and drive the price up; a Van Gogh worth millions when he could sell nothing all the time he painted and lived Bare trees naked silently awaiting spring and bursting to green wondrous life A Modulating Pulse Changes at random intervals Impossible for the ordinary mind to predict Marveling at the symmetry of what happens In a life, asking forgiveness, sympathy or A merciful conclusion, not often aware it is Modulating on top of destiny and heredity, Social inequality where the spokes of a huge Complex turning wheel meet in the center, Unaware in there of the origin or destination, Random intervals disguised as something Else, hands worn out trying to hold on to Constantly changing patterns desperately Seeking permanence in a world of flux and Change with no rational way out Twixt Twixt you and I There is a space That never goes away Even with our skin Touching skin Rubbing, kissing, making love There is a space A separate logic A different being The World There is nothing in the world Worthy of betraying my relationship with God - And yet I am tempted each and every day