User Review( votes)
written by: Heidi Baker
Remind me how to write poetry,
when I cannot see each individual tree.
When did we change the speed limit?
Can we know the whole world,
and our own serenity, too?
I see, I hear, I understand.
I see day dimming into evening,
hear cat paws pad away from empty food dishes,
understand I can always witness just my simple life,
for a moment.