Moments to Breathe

Nobody wastes time better than I.
I can waste it away and I don’t even try…

I look for new worlds and lo and behold
I find luminous thoughts from poets of old.

I search for the truth in paintings from yon
And find I am humbled by images drawn.

I listen to music that takes me afar,
And discover the magic in notes from each bar.

No one, nobody, can waste a whole day
And find utmost pleasure each step of the way

The housework and chores can just wait their turn
I’ve new things to see, new things to learn…

A gypsy…a seeker from morning til eve,
I find for my soul the air that I breathe.


Sharon Frye
© 2009