Shuffling my bookshelves into a new sort of order, I also found this poem that I wrote a few years ago when I was working on a farm. It really expresses how I feel today.
So, I sit around thinking
about HOW NICE LIFE IS
the breeze plays on my skin
and the sun shines.
Life is such a wealth of sensations
crowded into little moments
and BIG moments,
that it seems as if -
If I were to walk forever
I would want nothing more
than to be right here
as I am now,
With the sun on my face
ad the breeze in my hair.
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