1.
Lists help us break up time.
Before the list is disorder, chaos.
After the prioritizing is done
comes purpose, a sense of fulfillment
at least if life is a set of things
to do. I have walked a long way to get
to here pausing for libation
in all its variety.
2.
The farmers’ market was full of abundance.
We meandered through sights & aromas,
past the guitar & harmonica man
contented with his place
in this parking lot under a calm, blue sky.
We are receiving all that is given.
Without a list we purchase the randomness
of whatever, discover anew what sustains.
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What a lovely painting of words…You made me smile….thank you….