Ziip-e fljy!

Animals

Have no jobs
have no money
have no clothes
have no atomic weapons
they dont lie
they dont plot
they dont pollute
they dont smoke

they just are
with no frames


And we are supposed to be the smart ones?
I wish I was a hummingbird

What is life when we take away all these things?
The things that we are so used to - that we think makes our lives.
Our relationships, jobs, houses, clothes, work - what is life when it is just us?
Standing there, like an animal, naked, alone - with existence as the only thing to hold in our hands.
~ Us, nature, and just being.


SEA FEVER

I must go down to the seas again, to
the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer
her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and
the white sail's shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray
dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call
of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be
denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white
clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume,
and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the
vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way, where
the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing
fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the
long trick's over

~ John Masefield