I want to drink the sweet nectar of life.
I am a seeker of thrills, yet I am no fool.
Lay in the emerald grasses, breath in the scent of radiant wildflowers, reds, blues, pink and purple hues.
Run up the hill, to feel my heart beating, the adrenaline pumping, endorphin seeking.
Plunge myself headlong into the cold stream to come up gasping for air.
Crescendo's, staccato, mystical flutes, battles of sound, reverberation all around.
Calypso, voices, pounding on drums
Beautiful cords, harmonica hums.
Rhythm and blues, rock and roll, anything that has some soul.
Vibrant, resonating, beautiful taste.
Strawberries ripened in the sun,
Fresh cool watermelon on my tongue.
Peaches, plums, tangerines, sweet peas, sweet corn, sweet, fresh, devour in haste.
Anything that is full of life and harmony, undiluted, a simple melody.
Come on and feel it, come on and taste it, embrace it. Soak in the sounds, the sights, the textures.
Run your hand over everything, bushes and vines, mosses and twine, rose petals, snails, pick up intricate shells.
Shells with their ridges, ever turning into eternity.
Give me fresh food to eat, give me life so sweet, words and song, humanities throng.
I want to live