Friday, 25 January 2019

THE BOOK OF MY SURROUNDINGS

i am sitting in the teak chair 
on the grass in front of my cabin 
a place i go often to read. 

but today no book accompanies me. 
it is january and as it has been most of the month 
it is springlike today. 

the nettles in the draw 
are big enough to eat. 
all the grass hills are green. 

i listen almost more than looking. 
i love my eyes 
what they can bring to me

but as much as that 
it is the sounds that reach me 
the tiny pressure changes. 

i think taken together it is a book 
always new always familiar 
the book of my surroundings.

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