over me, through me,
may be missed if I
forget to stand still
slowly or if I rush
through the minutes of
the day to get to some
unknown destination.
Sensations of joy in a
sudden phone call, the
smile of a passerby,
my name called in a
grocery store, a new
baby’s cry, the echoing
calls of southbound geese
~ life’s curtain in the wind.
“There is something hidden in each sensation.”
~ Gustavo Cerati, singer-song writer
(August 1959 - September 2014)
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