I find much enjoyment during the early morning. Slowly the world wakes up, stretches its limbs while semi-groggy, steps into “go mode”.
Where did I come from?
I am all the people, events, minds that have been within hearing distance from my ears. All the spicy food I have digested, all the beautiful landscapes, photographs, paintings and sunsets. I listen, I observe, more than anything else.
Ever wanted something so bad?
Constant reminders in my head, my own voice saying,”please, please, please” slowly increasing its intensity. Day after day, realizing it’s answer…. comfort, contentment, calm.
Have I always known what I wanted?
There was this young child realizing feelings and phrases with a complete lack of understanding them. “I am yellow, but what is yellow…?” Just like everyone else, the answers have always been inside my pocket, written neatly beside my heart.
What does air taste like?
To exhale while releasing everything inside, to live free of suffocation, and numbness. The taste is sweet, but a sweetness that will never be packaged, and sold at the market. The taste is…
Salt & Pepper?
Most everything I cook will have a sprinkle of salt and a few twists of pepper. They flavor our food, and heighten our taste buds. I sprinkle my words, my thoughts, into this world and hope to season life, like salt and pepper.
No comments:
Post a Comment