Essential 1 (a poetic thought, by George-b)
My being was hungry today:
My eyes avidly took in every sight
My ears listened, and listened to large itunes playlist
“What’s up?”, “Firewood”, hundred other songs
My nose grasped every scent – the freshly cut grass,
The dogs beach, the beer smelling sun block lotion
My skin froze and then it thaw, and then it dried again
Inside my head, I feel the making of today’s memories
A squirrel held me by my hand,
took the almond offered,
with delicate grace, almost human…
Yes I made it all about myself today….
Tomorrow, will tomorrow remember me?