Pleasures
First look from morning's window
The rediscovered book
Fascinated faces
Snow, the change of the seasons
The newspaper
The dog
Dialectics
Showering, swimming
Old music
Comfortable shoes
Comprehension
New music
Writing, planting
Traveling
Singing
Being friendly
- Bertolt Brecht
yes, social intelligece said to confidence
we learn and love. we leave, leaves fall, seasons adjust.
we know what we don't know. this is wisdom.
look, don't think, said a girl smelling leaves
in the department of the forest.
orchids blossomed fragrant melodies of lost time
where women gathered their solace
between here and now.
if your legs get heavy
walk with your heart.
yes, said confidence speaking with, not to, independent.
you are my bright shining star.
a constellation.
stars sing sang sung with their light.
be light about it, said vocabulary, laughing.
we are star dust.
sun sailed west over a black and blue sea for 4,000 years, said independent.
welcome to earth. hello babies.
two strangers
one going up
one going down
passed each other
one morning
sensing steps
following sound
touching stone
finding their way
alone
such sweet sensation
dancing down summer days
turning a page, turning a corner
tuning sensitivity's wisdom into
a person's inability to sit still
long enough
to sense or imagine or know
all the unknowing
known to produce
sharp yellow finch trills
and thrills
in rain's retrospect
one dawn
a floating red flower
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