Friday, November 23, 2007

Thanksgiving

Life is beautiful
So much sensed
So much remembered
So much to be thankful for


The smell
Of whatever you wash your hair in
Of a familiar kitchen
Of new electronics, fresh out of the box

The touch
Of cold fingers on my warm back
Of a well used shirt
Of a canvas kickbag, against raw knuckles


The taste
Of chocolate ice creams, in a snowstorm
Of warm honey and brandy
Of moist skin


The sound
Of a neighbor's television
Of fingers on a keyboard
Of the rustle outside a door, fumbling for keys


The sight
Of a familiar face
Of a muscle flexing, under perfect skin
Of rushing blackness, underwater in the Ganges

Life is beautiful
So much sensed
So much remembered
So much to be thankful for

1 comment:

Unknown said...

hmmm... Wish I could see the beauty of it! Happy thanksgiving..

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