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I forgot, or maybe, I never learned
what it was;
To feel the sun lick my skin,
warmth and light in its wake.
To listen and hear the music of life
teaming softly as the wind carries its sweet notes
and stops only for a moment, to
pick up mine along the way.
To taste the bitterness of underripe fruit
or the frivolity of spice. Flavor like paint on my tongue,
telling me stories of love.
To witness miracles and delight in their mysteries.
Have you ever stopped to marvel at the season’s edge?
Where infinite heat bows before the breeze and
everything in nature responds in kind.
The animals learn for survival. But do you think,
as I hope, for beauty too?
I stopped today to remember all that
you never taught me: How to survive is also
how to live.
-June
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