An orphan she has
Few stories to tell, few attachments
How could she show passion,
Or care for someone
But she knows where ripe plums are,
Which mushrooms are edible
Where to find spring water, safe and crystal clear
How to be resourceful
Habit and prudence and street smart
She starts learning the constellations,
Learns how to be afraid and be calm
She looks at the flowering vines,
Sleeps like an owl and wakes up
To her full height, realizes
Distances between trees, between her
And trees, her and others
She is a distance of her own.
Things she cherishes, go away
Teaches her gratitude.
Her beautiful eyes say, thank you.
note: The book I’m reading: Ten keys to Reality by Frank Wilczek.
I will have surgery on my right ear next week. The discomfort is tolerable at the present time.
Sometimes I have to take some analgesics.
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