Let us frolic like dogs
turned loose in a wood
tearing down the path
ears flying back
pearls of teeth
in a crazy grin
tongue flapping
since we cannot
possibly
give two hoots
who thinks what
only to be
stopped up short
as we zoom by
whatever
tantalizing
piece of thing
suddenly
presents itself.
And let us
give ourselves
wholly then
to each of those
bits of the world
before dashing
off once more
in pursuit of
whatever else
might present
itself.
Just. Like. Miles. : )
🙂
So much better than the overly calculated, overly scheduled moments of happiness – as if those moments could really ever be scheduled.