giving
it all up for identity
the
slings and arrows
the
sparrows carrying messages
the
thens and right nows
the
plugged into moments
the
electrical nurse maids
I
want more milk
more
warm thirsty desire
a
nice piece of land and
a
few acres or so with
a
small house and tillable soil
a
barn and some animals
around
roaming
I
want to garden
I
want to leave the frenzy
of
modernity behind
just
don't take away my internet
because
friends are hard to find
face
to face these days
I
promise to conserve energy
share
my harvests
wear
the spaces
between
nature and cultivation
the
best I can
do
not worry if I become silent
a
good book and a fervency for creativity
allows
that much quiet portal gain
remember me, world
I
am forever in love
with
wonder and awe
in
an always partly cloudy view
the kind masquerading those
like
me that happen to be insane
so
if I forget to call and
you
don’t hear from me at all
while
worrying where I might be
just
watch the wind and smell the trees
they
will know where I am
where
the poem is
where you can find
each
part of the wheel turning
toward the Sun again
EJR
©
You, again, at your best x Love you.
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