More like these.
More like these
I need to be.
No agenda, nor calendar
No anticipation, expectation
No bracing – upon awaking – against the day ahead
No worries over appearance
Or of gettin’ soiled.
No agonizing, second guessing, tumult or guilt.
Eyes wide open
Alert to what may harm
But not fearfully paralyzed by it.
Play and work and fight and gather
Sometimes all at once
Resigned to weather,
Food gathering,
Woes.
Never held back by a self
Undeterred, unconcerned, unaffected
By dirt or bugs or drips of rain,
These furry feathered neighbors
Remind me of a better way
As they ornament this lawn
And orient these thoughts.
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