Sunday, April 22, 2012

Just this

Just now sitting on the terrace,  
biting in the toast,  
with the melting cheese titillating the taste buds.

Looking at the scarves just washed,  
in multi colors hanging
and moving in the wind.

The light on the palm trees and the bushes.  

And at the same time 
a magpie robin singing so beautifully.

Knowing it is just this moment,  
never to come back.
Tears in the eyes of being touched,

Yes and anything at all.

Always Now 

Just this